\ 


I 


FROM   THE  LIBRARY   OF 
REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.   D.  D. 

BEQUEATHED    BY   HIM   TO 

THE   LIBRARY  OF 

PRINCETON   THEOLOGICAL   SEMINARY 


j 


H  T  M  N 


AND 


MEDITATIONS, 


O  N 


VARIOUS'SUBJECTS. 


B  Y 


ANDREW  FOWLER,  A.  M. 


THE   SECOND  EDITION,    WITH   ADDITIONS. 


L     ^~4&-z-£. 


*V£ 


PHILADELPHIA: 


PRINTED    BY    OrMROB  &  CoNRAB,    N°.  41,    CHESNUT- 

STREET,  FOR  AnbRETV  FoWLER,   A.M. 

SOUTHWARK. 


H  T  M  N  s. 


PRAYER. 


VOUCHSAFE,  O  Lord,  to  direct  me  in  this 
Work,  and  blefs  thefe  Hymns  to  the  good  of 
mankind  ;  that  both  I,  and  they,  may  glorify  thee 
for  the  truths  they  contain  ;  through  Jefus  Chrift  our 
only  Saviour.     Amen. 


HYMN     I. 

INVOCATION. REV.    15.   3,4. 

OGOD,  be  pleafed  to  conduct  our  hearts,  that, 
with  fuitable  reverence  and  humility,  we  mav 
invoke  thy  Divine  aid. — Thrice,  Holy  !  the  Angela 
fhout  ; — thrice,  Holy,  our  hearts  reply — is  great  Je- 
hovah's Name  S — Kelp  us  to  labour  to  thy  glory,  and 
our  own  falvation,  for  Chrift's  fake. 

I. 

ALMIGHTY  GOD,  thou  fov'reign  King, 
Lord  of  the  Univerfe  ! 
Angels  and  faints  before  thee  iing, 
And  Holy  is  their  verfe. 


(       4       } 

II. 

Redeeming  love,  and  pard'ning  grace. 

Their  higheft  drains  infpire  j 
The  glories  of  a  Saviour's  face, 

Fill  them  with  facred  fire. 

III. 

O  then,  that  we,  thy  finful  duft, 

May  imitate  them  too, 
Grant  us  a  fpark  of  heav'nly  flame, 

To  fing — how  juft  ! — how  true  ! 

4gi ^. *£ 

HYMN  IT. 

FOR    THE     LORD'S     SUPPER.. 

LES3ED  JESUS  !     we  meet  at  thy  table,  to 
feed  upon  food   divine  :  Thy  body  is  the  bread 
we  eat  ;  and  thy  precious  blood  the  wine  we  drink. — 
Thy  love,  m  hich  inclined  thee  to  fulfer,  bleed,  and  die, 
provides  this  fweet  repaft  ;    and  now  invites  us  to  par- 
take ofthefe  holy  pledges. — The  bitter  torments  of  the 
crofs  thou   didft  endure   for   us,    thy  welcome  guefts  ; 
were  the  purchafe  of  thefe  heart  reviving  joys. — Thy 
led   body   becomes  the   ftneft  bread,  when    fpi- 
'y  taken  ;  and  with  thy  bleffing  in  this  holy  ordi- 
hopes  are  fatisfied. — Tby  blood  that 
.i  in  purple  ilreams  has  fill'd  this    generous  cup, 
ers  the  heart  of  man. — Sure,  deleft  Saviour! 
.  was  love  fo  free  as  thine  :  well  may'ft  thou  claim 
heart  which  owes  fo  much  to  thee. 

I. 

COME,  holy  Jefus  !  view  thy  guefts. 
We  are  both  vile  and  poor ; 
Without  thy  love,  O  how  unbleft ! 
Thy  mercy  we  implore- 


(      5       ) 

II. 

Call'd  to  remember  thee  this  day, 

We  now  approach  thy  face  ; 
Thy  great  command,  Lord,  we  obey, 

And  trull  thy  faving  grace. 

III. 

The  bread  and  wine  which  here  we  fee, 

Are  tokens  of  thy  love  ; 
Giv'n  to  engage  our  hearts  to  thee, 

And  fix  our  hopes  above. 

IV. 

In  this  bleft  feaft  the  more  we  join, 

The  more  our  joys  increafe  ; 
The  more  on  earth  our  hearts  combine, 

The  more  we  find  true  peace. 

^6-——^ =% 

HYMN  III. 

FOR       YOUTH. 

DEAREST  SAVIOUR!  vouchfafe  to  fet  a 
watch  over  my  foul,  that  I  may  fo  conduct,  my 
life,  as  not  to  be  afraid  to  die. — While  I  wander  in  this 
labyrinth  of  youth,  guide  and  protect  me  in  the  dan- 
gerous way. — May  I  never  be  led  by  ill  example,  nor 
fear  to  a£l  as  thou  ordaineft. — May  deceit  be  a  ftrano-er 
to  my  foul,  and  may  I  never  have  a  thought  1  mould 
be  amamed  to  own  before  men  and  angels. 

I. 
GOD  our  Lord, 
With  one  accord, 
We  now  affemble  here  : 
Thy  fpirit  fend, 
While  we  attend, 
To  worfhip  in  thy  fear, 

A2 


o 


(       6       ) 

II. 

Some  facred  truth, 

To  every  youth, 
From  thy  bleft  word  reveal  ; 

O  may  each  mind, 

A  Jefus  find, 
And  him  a  Saviour  feel ! 

III. 

In  idle  joys, 

And  foolifh  toys. 
No  more  may  they  delight ; 
•    But  let  them  fee, 

How  vain  they  be, 
And  fhun  the  dang'rous  fight. 

IV. 

And  when  in  death, 

They  lofe  their  breath, 
Thy  prefence  we  implore  : 

O  love  divine  ! 

May  each  be  thine, 
When  time  {hall  be  no  more. 

4fQ ^, sfr 

HYMN  IV. 

SONG    OF     PRAISE. 

O  JESUS,  thou  dear  Redeemer!  magnify  thy  dying 
love,  and  in  thine  ordinance  vouch fafe  to  come 
ancf  meet  thy  followers.  In  this  facred  rite  let  us  now 
find  thee  ;  and  fpiritually  eat  thy  flefh  and  drink  thy 
blood.  Prepare  our  hearts  by  thy  pardoning  grace,  to 
approach  thy  prefence  :  Deftroy  the  power  of  iin-,  and 
fill  us  with  thy  love  ;  ftamp  thine  image  on  our  hearts, 
and  feal  our  fouls  with  thy  forgivenefs.  Holy  Jefus  ! 
thou  art  worthy  to  receive  the  highefl  praife  of  mea 
and  angels  ;  therefore,  to  thee  will  we  fing. 


(     7     J 

i. 

A    WAKE,  my  foul,  in  grateful  fongs, 
J_  jL   And  all  thy  pow'rs  employ  -r 
To  Jefus'  name  thy  praife  belongs. 

The  fubjedt  of  our  joy. 

II. 
For  us,  he  left  his  Father's  throne, 

And  laid  his  glories  by  ; 
For  us  he  left  his  high  abode,. 

To  fuffer,  bleed,  and  die  ! 

III. 

Amazing  love  !   furprifrng  grace  ! 

That  Jefus  thus  mould  come, 
To  make  us  heirs  of  heavenly  peace* 

And  bring  us  wand'rers  home. 


& 


I 


HYMN  V. 

MATT.    XXVIl.  26. 

OLY  SPIRIT  !  help  my  infirmities,  and  enable 
me  to  reflecl;  on  this  glorious  theme,  even  Jefus 
Chrift  and  him  crucified  ;  that  the  words  of  my  mouth, 
and  the  meditations  of  my  heart  may  always  be  accepta- 
ble in  his  fight,  who  is  my  ilrength  and  my  redeemer, 

I. 

AND  did  my  Saviour  bleed  and  die, 
To  raife  us  rebels  to  the  fky  ? 
And  would  he  give  that  facred  blcod, 
To  ranfom  us  from  fin,  to  God? 

II. 

Then  let  us  all  with  one  accord, 
Rehearfe  the  forrcws  of  our  Lord  ; 
And  deep  in  every  pious  heart, 
Imprefs  his  love,— his  dying  fmart* 


(       8       ) 

III. 

In  bitter  groans,  and  fore  diftrefl, 
As  one  forfaken  and  unbleft, 
Now  fee  him  pant  upon  the  crofs, 
Who  took  our  iins  and  bore  our  lofs. 

IV. 

Our  heavy  burden  to  fuftain, 

Did  force  his  lips  thus  to  complain, 

My  God  !   My  God  !   why  doft  thou  leave 

My  foul  to  mourn,  and  heart  to  grieve. 

V. 

In  agony  he  wept ! — he  dy'd — 
"  Our  Lord,  our  love  was  crucify 'd  !" — 
Upon  the  crofs,  he  clos'd  his  eyes, 
And  now  he  reigns  in  yonder  ikies. 

VI. 

Thus  may  we  meditate  his  death, 
And  give  to  him  our  ev'ry  breath, 
That  when  to  judgment  he  defcends, 
We  may  be  found  among  his  friends. 

4fe- •%>*• #• 

HYMN  VI. 

TO    THE     HOLY     GHOST. 

HOLY  GHOST  !  thou  fupreme  good  !  thou 
guide  of  my  life  !  there  is  nothing  good  in  my 
nature,  but  what  proceeds  alone  from  thee. — Through 
thee  I  now  worfhip  God,  and  call  him  Holy  Father  ! 
Through  thee  his  word  and  facraments  I  receive,  and 
hold  with  awful  veneration. — O  bleffed  Spirit  !  my 
heart  rejoices  in  thee,  and  my  tongue  confeffes  thy 
praife,  for  all  the  grace  and  mercy  thou  haft  /hed  on 
me  to  this  hour  ;  befeeching  thee  to  aid  and  aflift  me, 
till  I  have  run  my  race,  and  the  glory  (hall  be  thine. 


G 


(    *    ] 

I. 

("lOME,  heav'nly  Dove, 
j   With  faith  and  love, 
And  vifit  ev'ry  mind  : 
Let  truth  invade, 
Thofe  thou  haft  made, 
Creator  of  mankind. 

II. 

Thy  grace  imparts, 

To  pious  hearts, 
The  fev'n-fold  gifts  of  God  t 

The  promife  whence 

Of  eloquence, 
We  preach  a  Saviour's  blood. 

III. 

Teach  us  to  know, 

Ere  hence  we  go, 
The  Father  and  the  Son  ; 

And  thee  who  doft, 

O  Holy  Ghoft, 
Proceed  from  both — as  One. 


HYMN  VII. 

ADULT      BAPTISM. 

OLY  JESUS  !  in  thy  Word  our  life  is  com» 
pared  to  a  warfare,  and  thou  ait  the  great  Cap- 
tain of  our  falvation. — By  Baptifm  we  are  lifted  under 
thy  banner,  and  become  foldiers  in  this  fpiritual  en- 
counter, againft  the  world,  the  flem,  and  the  devil.— 
And  as  a  temporal  captain  is  bouad  to  give  his  foldiers 
wages  and  rations,  when  they  faithfully  do  their  duty  ; 
fo  thou  haft  engaged  to  reward  all  thofe  who  obey  thy 
laws,  and  to  furniih  them  with  fuch  help  as  they  ftaua 


(    1°    ) 

in  need  of. — Not  that  we  could  lay  thee,  O  Lord,  un- 
der any  obligations  to  us  ;  for  after  we  have  done,  we 
are  unprofitable  fervants  :  But  thou  couldefl  lay  thy- 
felf  under  as  many  promifes  as  thou  pleafeft,  and  thy 
juftice  obliges  thee  to  fulfil  them  And  we,  by  our 
enliftment,  are  bound  to  be  true  and  faithful  to  thee,  in 
order  to  obtain  the  recompence  ;  and  iff  at  any  time, 
we  leave  thee,  by  an  ii  regular  life,  we  defert  our  poft — 
we  betray  the  caufe  we  have  fworn  to  defend,  and  ren- 
der ourfelves  fubje£l  to  the  fevereft  degrees  of  disci- 
pline.— For  thou  haft  taught  us,  O  bleffed  Jefus  ! 
that  it  will  avail  us  nothing  that  we  are  called  by  thy 
Name,  unlefs  we  live  the  life  of  thy  difciples,  which  is 

an  entire  obedience  to  all  thy  commands. O  grant 

us  then  thy  holy  Spirit,  to  enable  us  to  know  and  do 
thy  pleafure  ;  that,  in  all  things,  we  may  live  to  thy 
honour. — And,  in  a  particular  manner,  give  thy  grace 
and  fpiritual  benediction  to  this  perfaui,  who  now  pre- 
fents  himfelf  at  the  holy  Font  ! — May  he  not  only  re- 
ceive the  Baptiftr.al  regeneration,  whereby  he  becomes 
a  Chriflian  in  outward  profeffion  ;  but  may  he  alfo  re- 
ceive the  inward  purification  of  heart,  which  is  repre- 
fented  by  the  warning  of  this  water,  to  the  glory  of 
thy  name,  andtheeverlafting  falvation  of  his  own  foul. 


O    JESUS  !   Hear  us  now  we  pray, 
And  blefs  the  aftion  of  this  day; 
Here  we  affemble  to  fulfil, 
Thy  juft  command  and  holy  will. 

II. 

O  fanctify  this  water,  Lord,  i 
Which  we,  according  to  thy  word, 
Have  for  this  facred  ufe  defign'd, 
And  to  thy  Church  the  victim  bind. 


f      h      ) 

in. 

No  more  may  he  in  fin  delight, 
Nor  in  a  carnal  warfare  fight  ; 
But  fubject  to  thy  righteous  laws, 
May  he  efpoufe  a  Saviour's  caufe. 

IV. 

A  valiant  foldier  may  he  be, 
And  when  he  long  has  fought  for  thee, 
O  may  his  death,  his  peace  rcftore, 
To  toil,  and  war,  and  fight  no  more. 

*—  "£— "-* 

HYMN  VIII. 

DEAREST  SAVIOUR!  thy  moil  precious 
blood  has  paid  a  ranfom  for  my  foul  : — Thou 
haft  purchafed  a  redemption  for  me  :  Thou  haft  taken 
away  the  curfe  of  the  law„  and  cancelled  its  moil 
dreadful  condemnation.  When  fin  andfatan  had  enflav- 
ed  me,  and  confcience  was  my  accufer  j  then  thou  did'ft 
appear  as  a  mediator  betwixt  the  anger  of  an  incenfed 
God,  and  my  guilty  foul. — O  Jefus  !  thou  art  my  in- 
terceffor,  and  great  high  prieft  ;  thou  art  my  joy  and 
comfort  :  thy  death  and  fufferings,  are  the  fource  of  my 
eternal  happinefs. 


BEHOLD,  O  God,  the  facrifice 
Of  thy  eternal  Son  ; 
The  Lamb  that  takes  away  the  fins 
V/hich  had  our  fouls  undone  ! 

II. 

O  let  us  all  his  pow'r  of  love, 

His  interceffion  feel  ! 
He  freely  left  his  courts  above, 

The  broken  heart  to  heal. 


(      **      ) 

ill. 

That  after  death  has  clos'd  our  eyes, 

We  may  to  joy  awake  ; 
And  in  the  world  beyond  the  fkics, 

Of  cndlcfs  fongs  partake. 

4Q $ 0> 

HYMN  IX. 

LOOKING    TO    CHRIST. 

O  BLESSED  LORD!  how  happy  would  this 
prtcious  feafon  be  to  my  foul,  fhould  I  employ 
it  in  waiting  for  thy  mercy  ? — O  may  I  look  to  thee  as 
my  Saviour  and  Redeemer,  that  I  may  no  more  lofe 
thy  favor. — Guide  me,  O  my  God,  into  the  paths  cf 
thine  evcrlafting  peace  ;  and  may,  not  only  my  lips, 
but  my  heart,  and  every  action  of  my  life,  confefs  thy 
glory. — Hear  me,  O  thouimmaculate  Lamb  !  and /hew 
thyfelf  a  Redeemer  to  me; — a  Saviour  who  heareft  rr.y 
complaints,  and  wilt  give  an  anfwer  of  peace  to  my 
foul. 

T. 
O  Chrift  I  lift  my  voice, 
And  raife  my  weeping  eye ; 
O  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice, 
And  hear  each  mournful  figh. 

II. 

Thou  art  my  Saviour  king, 
On  thee  I  ft  ill  repofe  : 
Do  thou  thy  great  falvation  bring, 
And  vanquifh  all  my  foes. 

III. 
When  I  unfaithful  prove, 
Then  check  my  wild  career  : 
And  lend  thine  angry  frowns  in  love, 
To  guide  me  in  thy  fear. 


T 


I    *a    ) 

IV. 

O  may  my  heart  and  life 
With  thy  commands  agree  ; 
So  (hall  this  war  of  fin  and  ftrife, 
Forever  ceafe  to  be. 

■# * * 

HYMN  X. 

FOR    TttE     LORD'S    SUPPER. 

DEAREST  SAVIOUR  !  we  come  to  meet  thee, 
in  obedience  to  thy  laft  and  kindeft  word,  "  Do 
this  in  remembrance  of  me/' — In  the  way  of  thnie  own 
appointment  thou  wilt  appear  ;  with  confidence,  there- 
fore, we  approach,  to  feek  thy  prefence.— ■ Whatever 
thy  goodnefs  can  beftow  on  pardonM  linners,  we  here 
with  thee  mall  receive,  O  thou  immaculate  Lamb  i 


OLORD  our  God  !   into  thy  hand 
We  now  commit  our  ev'ry  care  ; 
Hither  we  come  at  thy  command, 
And  to  thine  altar  now  repair, 

II. 

O  God,  accept  us  in  thy  Son, 
Who  did  his  blood  for  iinners  med  ; 
All  guilty,  wretched,  and  undone, 
For  us  the  Saviour  freely  bled. 

III. 

This  holy  feaft  he  did  provide, 
And  calls  his  children  to  receive  ; 
His  mercies  on  us  multfply'd, 
Do  all  require  that  we  believe. 

B 


(        H       ) 
IV. 

O  may  we  then  obedient  prove, 
Nor  flight  his  love  nor  fpurn  his  grace, 
Whofe  tender  bowels  ever  move, 
To  bring  us  home,  and  near  his  face. 

40 % ^ 

HYMN  XI. 

THE     FINAL    JUDGMENT. 

THOU  fupreme  judge  of  all  !  before  whofe  un- 
erring bar,  with  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread,  we 
mud  foon  appear  ;  fit  our  fouls  for  that  great  and  tre- 
mendous day,  and  give  us  prudent  zeal,  to  watch  and 
wait  the  awful  hour  unknown.* — To  damp  our  earthly 
joys,  and  to  encreafe  our  pious  diligence  ;  may  the 
arch-angel's  voice  be  founding  in  our  ears,  "  Arife  ye 
dead,  and  come  to  judgment." — Grant  that  we  may 
be  found  obedient  to  thy  will  and  faithful  to  thy  caufe  ; 
that,  while  it  is  called  to-day,  we  may  injure  a  lot  a- 
mong  the  faints  ;  and,  with  the  holy  favorites,  afcend 
to  Abraham's  bofom. 


MORTALS  !   the  awful  fummons  hear, 
«  Prepare  to  meet  thy  God  !" 
Now  ye  muft  all  with  joy  appear, 
Or  feel  his  dreadful  rod. 

II. 

The  earth  and  fea  fhall  both  their  dead 

To  judgment  now  reftore  ; 
For  thus  declares  our  fov'reign  head, 

"  And  time  mail  be  no  more." 


(       *       ) 

III. 
Jefus,  the  king  and  judge  of  all, 

To  each  his  portion  gives  ; 
On  them  his  wrath  and  mercies  fall, 

Becaufe  he  ever  lives. 

IV. 

Before  his  Father's  fmiling  face, 
And  near  his  azure  throne  : 

He  will  exalt  his  chofen  race, 
And  take  them  for  his  own. 

V. 
For  they  the  pious  few  have  been, 

Who've  trod  the  paths  of  peace  ; 
They  took  his  yoke,  and  left  their  fin, 

Nor  did  their  love  decreafe. 

VI. 
But  to  the  wicked  will  he  fay, 

il  Depart  ye  rebels  vile  !" 
On  them  his  wrath  mall  ever  prey, 

Without  a  fingle  fmile. 

VII. 

His  love  by  them  was  fet  at  naught, 

And  all  his  dying  groans  ; 
Yet  they  mail  grieve  for  every  thought. 

In  fad  and  endlefs  moans. 

VIII. 
O,  then,  that  we  may  wifer  grow, 

And  while  'tis  calPd  to-day, 
On  heav'n  our  pains,  cur  time  bellow, 
And  mou  rn,  repent,  and  pray  ! 

IX. 

That  when  we  hear  the  angel's  voice, 
"  Arife  ye  dead  and  live  V* 

We  may  in  that  blelt  crown  rejoice, 
Which  Chrift  our  judge  fhall  give 


{       i6       ) 
HYMN  XII. 

CONFESSION    AND    PRAYER. 

OTHOU  God  of  all  mercy,  hear  my  prayers  and 
receive  my  fighs  ! — Manifeft  thy  goodnefs  to 
me  ;  I  confefs  my  infirmities,  and  it  in  from  thee  my 
help  muft  ccmc. — Lord,  grant  me  thy  afliftance,  to  do 
thy  will  and  pleafure. — O  make  me  truly  wife  betimes 
to  live  to  thee  ;  and  the  glory  mall  be  thine,  for  thou 
only  art  worthy  to  receive  the  higheft  praife  of  men  and 
angels. 

I. 
GOD,  thou  judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whofe  bar  I  fcon  muftjland  ! 
Teach  me  to  feek  my  living  head, 
That  I  may  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
II. 
Behold  me  now  in  deep  diftrefs, 

Thy  creature  poor,  andfick  and  blind, 
Thy  laws  hjow  oft  have  I  tranfgrefs'd, 
And  to  my  Jefusprov'd  unkind*. 
III. 
No  love  have  I  for  all  he  did, 

I  foon  forget  his  dying  grief ; 
And  though  by  confcience  often  chid, 
I  yet  give  way  to  unbelief* 
IV. 
Whate'er  I  feek  and  ftrive  to  do, 
It  only  proves  the  fruit  of  fin  ; 
Unlefs  thy  love  my  heart  renew* 
I  Hill  purfue  my  lulls  within, 
V. 
Arife  then,  mighty  God,  arife, 

And  fnatch  my  guilty  foul  from  helrj 
O  make  my  heart  thy  facrifice, 

And  in  my  breaft  vouchfafe  to  dwell ! 


(       i7       ) 
HYMN  XIII. 

RESIGNATION. 

GOD,  we  confefs  thy  infinite  love  to  man,  in 
fending  thine  only  Son  for  our  redemption  : — 
And  yet  fueh  is  the  condition  of  what  he  has  done, 
that  none  ihall  effectually  partake  the  benefits  of  his 
purchafe,  but  only  thofe,  who,  having  put  off  the  eld 
man  and  his  converiation,  put  on  the  new. — Whilil 
others  live  according  to  the  ileih,  conforming  themfelves 
to  the  world,  and  mini  finally  perifh  with  the  world  ; 
may  I  be  one  of  the  happy  number  of  thofe,  who,  hav- 
ing* cnofen  Chrift  for  their  lawgiver  and  mailer,  are 
faithful  in  what  they  have  undertaken,  and  make  his 
doclrine  the  rule  of  their  lives  ? — O  may  J  ever  delight 
to  hear  of  a  crucified  Saviour,  and  freely  refign  myfelf 
to  him,  who  freely  died  for  me.- — His  blood,  his  pre- 
cious blood  alone,  is  my  ialvation's  blefTed  title, 

I. 
ORD,   I  fubmit  my  will  to  thee, 
And  bow  beneath  thy  crofs  : 
Thy  flowing  blood  I  make  my  plea, 
And  count  the  world  but  drofs. 
II. 
>rTis  in  thy  precious  wounds  I  truft, 

And  hope  thy  love  to  gain  j 
For  thro*  thy  merits  I  expect. 
My  pardon  to  obtain. 

.^.— -#- -^ 

HYMN  XIV. 

AT  THE   FUNERAL  OF   A   CHILD, 

BLESSED  JESUS  !    we  believe  that    thou 
wilt  take  thefe  little  lambs,  that  die  in  their  in- 
fancy, into  thy  tender  arms,  and  gently  lay  them  in 
B  ?. 


L 


(       >»       ) 

thy  bofom. — Tho'  death,  by  its  cruel  /hafts,  may  loofe 
the  bands  of  life  ;  yet,  fuch  is  thy  unchanging  nature, 
it  cannot  diffolve  thy  love,  or  break  their  peace  with 
thee. — Nay,  millions  of  infant  fouls,  do  now  furround 
thy  throne,  and  fweetly  join  the  angelic  choirs  ; — they 
learn  to  lifp  thy  praife,  with  joys  ineffable. — O  may 
we  be  like  little  children,  of  meek  and  lowly  temper  \ 
and  love  and  learn  thy  facred  will,  with  hearts  fo  pure 
and  perfect,  that  our  innocence  may  lafting  blifs  ob- 
tain. 


BEHOLD  a  fweet  and  lovely  child, 
Which  once  fo  fair,  ferene,  and  mild, 
Has  bid  the  world  adieu  ! 
No  more  it  feels  the  pangs  of  death, 
Or  heaves  the  agonizing  breath  ; 
No  tears  its  cheeks  bedew. 

II. 

Around  the  azure  throne  of  God, 
The  foul  now  takes  its  high  abode, 

To  dwell  in  heav'nly  peace  ; 
Among  the  faints  and  angels  bleft, 
It  fhall  partake  of  endlefs  reft, 

In  joys  that  ne'er  decreafe. 

III. 

Why  then  lament  this  fleepiug  clay, 
Or  mourn  the  feparating  day, 

Since  he  is  free  from  pain  \ 
Yea  rather  let  us  all  prepare, 
For  portions  that  eternal  are, 

For  this  will  be  our  gain. 

IV. 

With  reverential  awe  and  dread, 
We  view  our  infant  children  dead, 


(      19      ) 

And  grieve  their  haplefs  fate  : 
But  did  werealife  the  joy, 
Which  does  their  bleffed  tongues  employ, 

How  pleas'd  to  fee  their  ilate. 

4(Q fy Q^ 

HYMN  XV. 

MORNING     HYMN. 

HEAVENLY  FATHER  !  who  caufeft  thy  fun 
to  rife  on  the  evil  and  on  the  good,  and  makefl 
the  outgoings  of  the  morning  to  praife  thee  ;  it  is  of 
thy  mercy  that  I  am  brought  to  behold  the  bleffed 
light  of  another  day,  and  am  permitted  to  give  thee 
humble  thanks,  for  preferving  me  thro'  the  filent  watch- 
es of  the  night. — My  being  is  from  thee  ;  be  pleafed 
to  preferve  thy  own  gift. — Take  me  into  thy  kind  pro- 
tection this  day  ;  guard  me  from  all  difficulties  and  dan- 
gers, and  fo  flrengthen  me  by  thy  grace,  that,  avoid- 
ing whatever  is  finful,  all  my  thoughts,  words,  and  ac- 
tions may  be  wholly  directed  by  thy  laws,  and  thy 
name  be  glorified  in  the  being  thou  haft  given  me. 

I. 

TO  GOD,  the  holy,  good,  andjuft, 
Do  we  lift  up  our  eyes  ; 
Thy  care  preferves  our  feeble  dull, 
Or  we  mould  never  rife. 
II. 
This  morning,  Lord,  we  blefs  thy  love, 

For  thy  fuitaining  grace  ; 
O  may  we  join  the  choirs  above, 
In  tunes  of  nobler  praife. 
III. 
In  heav'n  the  angels  do  thy  will. 

And  may  we  do  it  here  ; 
There  they  enjoy  diviner  fkill? 
But  we  expect  it  near, 


(        zo        ) 

IV. 
Then  glory  to  thy  bleifed  name, 

Thou  mighty  Gcd  fupreme  i 
Make  us  to  celebrate  thy  fame, 

And  live  in  thy  efteem. 

* * * 

HYMN  XVI. 

FOR   THE    LORD'S    SUPPER. 

LESSED  JESUS  r  may  we  all  receive  thefc  tokens 

of  thy  dying  love. — The  Dread  which  here  is  broke, 
may  it  thy  myftic  body  be  ',  and  the  cup  of  blefTmg, 
which  here  is  bleft,  may  it  thy  blood  impart. — Dear- 
ell  Saviour!  fatisfy  our  hungry  fouls  with  the  hidden 
manna  ;  and  allay  our  thirft  with  the  pure  rivers  of 
biffs,  which  flow  at  thy  right  hand  for  evermore. 
I. 

NOW,  bleiTed  Jefus  !   to  thy  name 
Be  praife  and  honour  giv'n  ; 
And  may  we  celebrate  thy  fame, 
As  anorels  do  in  heav'n. 

ii. 

Thou  haft  prepar'd  this  holy  feaft, 

In  goodnefs  to  our  foul ; 
To  fit  us  for  that  fweet  repaft, 

Where  ftreams  of  mercy  roll. 
III. 
In  thee  we  find  whate'er  is  good, 

For  thou  art  grace  divine  ! 
Thou  giv'ft  thy  fiefn  to  be  our  food 

And  may  our  hearts  be  thine. 
IV. 
>Tis  here  we  kneel,  and  eat,  and  drink, 

And  fweetly  feaft  with  thee  ; 
Tis  here  upon  thy  love  we  think, 

And  hope  thy  blifs  to  fee. 


(  21  ) 

HYMN  XVII. 

FOR     A     FUNERAL. 

OTHOU  immaculate  Lamb  of  God  !  who  haft 
tailed  death  for  me,  remember  my  foul  in  that 
important  hour,  when  this  drama  of  life  (hall  clofe, 
and  grant  my  fins  forgiven. — Neither  be  unmindful, 
holy  Jefus  !  of  my  fellow  creatures,  the  purchafe  of 
thine  all-atoning  merit ;  but  have  mercy  on  the  whole 
human  race,  that  when  the  grim  tyrant  death,  who 
now  marches  thro*  our  land  with  awful  ftrides,  and 
crufhes  in  his  arms  our  feeble  frames,  fhall  ceafe  to  ri- 
ot more  in  human  blood,  they  may  then  be  partakers 
of  thy  redeeming  low? ; — and  whilft  the  world  is  in 
flames  beneath  arife  to  the  grand  architect  of  nature, 
who  will  repair  the  breaches  of  thefe  earthly  walls* 
and  immortalise  his  own  labors. 

A  fad,  and  awful  truth  ! — A  few  fhort  years,  or 
days,  or  moments — is  itpoffible  ?  may  end  all  time  to 
me  ! — Soon  will  my  daily  fun  be  fet  to  rife  no  more  !-— 
O  earth,  I  feel  thy  weight  ! — The  ikies,  the  univerfe 
itfelf  fly  from  my  fight ;  and  down  the  dream  of  life 
I'm  driven,  a  victim  to  the  jaws  of  death. 

Whilft  living,  I  am  encompaffed  with  death  ;  I  walk 
by  his  fide,  I  lie  in  his  cold  embrace,  I  eat  his  empoi- 
foned  food,  and  daily  gorge  mortality. — All  things 
confpire  *o  quench  the  vital  fpark,  and  to  extinguifh 
the  glimmering  light. 

This  body,  this  proud  idol,  which  now  imprifons 
my  foul,  and  cloggs  its  native  energy,  fhall,  ere  long, 
be  reduced  to  dult  and  moulder  in  a  fhrine,  the  livid 
food  of  worms. — O  mournful  deftiny  ! — O  painful 
thought  ! — All  nefh  is  grafs  I— *- Whence  then  thy 
pride,  O  pampered  earth  ! — Art  thou  ftronger  than 
nature,  or  canft  thou  wreftie  with  a  decree  of  heaven  £ 
«**~Doft  thou  hope  to  efcape  a  divine  fentence,  tha 


(    »    ) 

common  fate  of  all,  by  thy  own  power  ;  or  to  length- 
en out  the  fpan  of  thine  exiftence  beyond  the  period 
affignedto  man. — Nay,  deluded  wretch  !  a  little  while 
and  thou  (halt  lay  thy  head  in  the  duft,  and  dwell  with 
worms  and  corruption,  till  time  and  death  Hi  all  be  no 
more  ! — And  wilt  thou  thus  eagerly  footh  the  phan- 
tom of  to-day,  and  be  led  about  with  dreams  and  emp- 
ty bubbles  ? 

Alas  !  of  death,  of  near  approaching  death,  how 
little  do  we  think  ;  and  of  the  laws  of  our  cwn  na- 
ture, irreverfabie,  how  little  do  we  confider. — We  live 
like  fools  ;  and  like  madmen  die,  becaufe  we  medititc 
not  on  death  ;  and  making  no  provifion  for  that  impor- 
tant hour,  wc  bring  on  ourfelves  a  new  mortality.-— 
Did  we  confid-.r,  as  wife*  care  would  us  direct,  what 
k  is  to  die,  death  would  lofe  its  fling,  and  the  grave  its 
terrors. — But  this  we  forget,  till  the  right  of  death 
overtakes  us,  and  the  day  of  grace  is  gone  ! 

.ides  the  common  read  to  death,  we  make  innu- 
merable paffages — by  folly — by  mad  fiefs,-— to  let  out 
life. — We  enter  the  grave  in  hade  and  pafiion,  and 
pull  the  fleeting  moment  over  our  heads. — We  let  flip 
our  years  as  a  fhadow  ;  we  bring  our  days  to  an  end 
like  a  tale  that  is  told,  and  nothing  remains  : — Nay, 
many  roll  on  their  own  damnation,  which  of  itfelf, 
{lumbers  not,  asd  appear  to  be  impatiently  folicitous  to 
contend  with  God,  as  tho'  the  vengeance  of  his  eter- 
nal ire,  were  a  pleafure  to  endure,  and  the  fcorching 
pains  (  f  damnation,  no  more  than  a  fweet  repaft  of 
joy. — Alasj!  how  furprifmg,  that  men,  with  open  eyes, 
ihould  thus  fport  themfelves  with  tlie  horrid  flames  of 
the  bottomiefs  pit,  and  dare  the  Almighty  to  exert  his 
power  in  their  deilruction  ! 

The  infidel  may  amufe  himfdf  with  his  deluding 
dreams  of  his  future  non-exiftence  ;  but  let  him  afk 
himfelf,  is  there  nothing  of  this  vital  animating  breath? 


(     n    ) 

which  ihall  remain  when  the  body  is  gone  ?  The  foul 
that  purfaes  all  nature  in  a  iingle  thought  ;  that  acts, 
that  thinks,  that  knows  the  living  God,  is  confcious 
of  good  and  evil  ;  mud  this  illn'lrious  victim  fall  by- 
death  ?  It  cannot,  will  not  be. — My  foul  revives  at  the 
thoughts  of  her  future  exigence  :  and  would,  with 
humble  confidence,  anticipate  a  happy  eternity,  which 
once  to  enjoy,  is  to  enjoy  to  endleis  ages. 

Thus,  the  clouds  being-difpelled,  behold  the  dawn- 
ing hope  of  divine  blifs  unfolds  a  brighter  profpec"t, 
and  opens  to  my  ravifhed  eyes  living  ftreams  of  piea- 
fure,  pure  and  laiting.  And  fhail  that  joy  be  mine  ? 
The  juft  alone  {hall  tafte  the  promifed  blifs  ;  whillt 
wicked  and  impious  fouls  mall  fink  to  endlefs  woe  ; 
there  to  languifh  out  eternity  to  come,  and  ftill  to  be 
where  relentlefs  vengeance  mall  ever  reign. — And  this, 
or  that,  mutt  be  my  final  doom  ;  and  whatever  be  my 
ultimate  portion,  a  moment  feals  my  fate  ;  perhaps  the 
next,  death  rends  my  foul  from  my  body,  and  like  a 
tree  torn  up  by  its  roots,  I  am  tortured  from  this  mo- 
ther earth. — Grandeur,  riches,  honor  ;  thefe  vain  phan- 
toms chain  my  foul,  that  would  ;dadly  foar  above,  and 
caufe  me  a  thoufand  deaths  before  I  die. 

But  what  do  I  hear  \  "  Sure  death  can  flay  no  more; 
noaim,  no  wifh,  nor  effort  that  feems  to  own  hispower." 
Alas  !  it  is  error  that  whifpers  man  ihall  never  die,  and 
mankind  greedily  fwallow  the  fatal  delufien. — How 
many  live,  in  reality,  as  if  death  were  to  pafs  them  by  ! 
They  eagerly  purfue  riches,  honours,  and  renown,  till 
they  meet  with  the  devouring  jaws  of  death,  and  mere- 
ly tumble  into  the  grave. — Like  the  horfe,  unconfcious 
of  his  fate,  they  rum  into  the  field  of  battle,  and  yield 
to  unexpected  death  ! — O  flupid  ! — thoughtlefs  ! — Go 
plow  the  angry  leas,  difdain  the  raging  fkies,  nor  fear 
the  fatal  rocks Go,  licentious  mortals,  the  land  ex- 
plore, fhipwreck  defpife,  and  dare  the  awful  thunder  01 


(      H      ) 

thy  God  to  gain  the  fading  treafures  of  this  world  ! 

But,  by  your  example  may  I  be  taught. 

It  is  moil  furprizing  to  fee  men  fo  eagerly  project, 
implore,  and  pant  for  riches  ;  heedlefs  of  the  one  thing 
neceffary,  when  they  know  the  time  will  fhortly  come, 
that  they  mail  be  no  more. — Riches  make  to  them- 
felves  wings,  and  eagle  like,  with  the  mod  rapid  fpeed, 
fly  away  towards  heaven  ;  or  the  poffeffor  (hall  be  taken 
from  them,  and  the  place  that  once  knew  him  mall 
know  him  no  more  forever. 

The  haughty  conqueror,  who,  with  fire  and  fword 
has  mark'd  his  bloody  way  ;  muft,  fooner  or  later,  yield 
to  death  : — And,  O  ambitious  duft  !  what  good  will 
thy  ambition  do  thee,  when  thou  art  gone  forever,  and 
all  thy  fine  projects  blafted  ! — Haft  thou  conquered  fo 
many  nations  to  deck  thytomb  with  mutilatedcrowns  ; 
or  was  thy  ambition  only  to  triumph,  bleed,  and  die  ? 

The  great,  the  learned,  and  the  wife,  muft  all  tafte  of 
death,  and  bow  to  his  impartial  ftrokes. — High  and 
low,  rich  and  poor,  bond  and  free,  are  all  led  by  fpor- 
tive  fortune  to  the  grave. — There  is  no  distinction  here, 
no  difcharge  in  this  impartial  warfare,  and  my  aftonifh- 
ed  eyes  fcarcely  know  the  living  from  the  dead. — And 
yet  we  are  taught  to  mark  their  exit  ; — duft  thou  art, 
and  unto  duft  malt  thou  return — is  the  voice  divine  ; — 
and  in  every  inftance  of  woe,  are  warned  againft  the 
fatal  dream  of  felf-delufion. 

We  may  truly  fay, 
«*  Life's  but  a  walking  fhadow,  a  poor  player, 
That  ftruts  and  frets  his  hour  upon  the  ftage, 
And  then  is  heard  no  more.      It  is  a  farce 
Play'd  by  an  ideot,  full  of  found  and  fury, 
Signifying  nothing." 

And  yet, 
**  We  fear  to  lofe  what  a  fmall  time  muft  wafte, 
'Till  life  itfelf  grows  the  difeafe  at  laft  ; 


(       25       } 

Begging  for  life,  we  beg  for  more  decay, 
And  to  be  long  a-dying,  only  pray." 
"  Behold,  I  die  !" — Here  reafon,  with  our  bodies, 
ends  in  a  great  dilemma  ! — But  when  our  fenfe  is  too 
weak,  God's  word  fteps  in  to  aid  us,  with  a  new  fong 
in  conqueft  over  death,  through  a  Redeemer  ! — Where 
is  thy  fting,  thy  mighty  power,  thy  conquering  fword  ? 
*'  Death  is  fwallowed  up  in  victory  !"  To  the  righteous 
a  gentle  tranfition  from  earth  to  heaven,  that  they 
may  receive  the  reward  of  their  labours  ; — the  heart 
cheering  fen  ten  ce  of  "  Well  done  good  and  faithful 
fervants,  enter  ye  into  the  joy  of  your  Lord." — But, 
alas  !  not  fo  to  the  ungodly  and  fmners  ! — When  the 
morning  of  the  refurreftion  mall  appear,  and  Gabriel's 
trumpet  (hall  awake  the  fleeping  dead,  then,  while  the 
holy  favorites  afcend  to  Abraham's  bofom,  the  wicked 
mall  fink  to  hell,  driven  thither  by  the  awful,  fin-con- 
demning voice, — "  Depart  from  me,  ye  accurfed,  into 
everlafling  fire,  prepared  for  the  devil  and  his  angels." 

I. 

THE  living  know  that  they  muft  die, 
Nor  can  they  tell  how  foon  ! 
From  earthly  joys  we  all  mull  fly, 
Into  a  world  unknown. 

II. 

We  every  day  fijould  keep  alive, 

A  juft  fufpicion  here, 
Whether  it  may  not  be  our  lafl ; 

Our  end  perhaps  is  near. 

III. 
For  man  knows  not  his  time  on  earth ; 

"Our  life  is  but  a  fpan  ;" 
So  fhort,  we  fcarcely  pafs  the  birth, 
Before  we  leave  the  man  ! 
C 


(      26      ) 

IV. 

Then  let  us  ft  rive  to  look  on  things, 

As  dying  men  fhould  do  ; 
Nor  fondly  truft  life's  feeble  firings, 

Without  a  heaven  in  view. 
V. 
O  let  us  often  meditate 

How  worldly  things  appear, 
In  the  dread  agonies  of  death, 

Replete  with  awful  fear. 
VI 
And  whilft  'tis  call'd  to-day,  may  we 

That  heav'nly  wifdom  gain, 
Which  will  our  fouls  prepare  to  fee, 

And  with  our  Judge  remain. 

4S. ^. fc 

HYMN  XVIII. 

FOR        MORNING. 

SOURCE  of  Goodnefs  !  from  thee  I  receive  my 
every  enjoyment. — Accept  my  unfeigned  thanks; 
and,  by  thy  grace,  may  I  refolve  to  pleafe  thee. — Give 
me  ftrength  to  fulfil  the  duties  of  this  day  ;  and  let  thy 
fatherly  pi  otection  fecure  me  from  all  dangers,  ghoftly 
and  bodily. — O  may  I  live  this  day,  as  a  chriftian,  to 
thv  honour  and  glory,  in  fervi»g  thee  with  all  my 
heart. — May  I  mourn  the  follies  of  my  paft  life,  and  by 
deep  repentance,  gain  thy  pardoning  love,  to  reinftate 
me  in  thy  favour — May  holinefs  be  my  portion  here, 
and  the  endlefs  enjoyment  of  thee,  my  portion  hereafter. 

I. 

LORD  my  God,  my  Saviour  King, 
My  guard  and  fure  defence  ; 
Thy  daily  care  I  live  to  fing, 
And  blefs  thy  providence. 


o 


'(       *7       ) 

II. 

Yea,  Lord,  thy  Goodnefs  Hill  preierves, 

My  fleeting,  dying  breath  ; 
Thy  goodnefs  ftill  prolongs  my  life. 
Or  I  had  flept  in  death. 
.III. 
Too  long  Pve  ftray'd  in  fins  dark  maze. 

And  run  the  paths  of  hell ; 
But  now  I  mourn  and  grieve  the  days, 
And  crimes  by  which  I  fell.    . 
IV. 
O  may  the  forrows  of  my  heart 

Prevent  eternal  pain  ; 
And  when  with  earth  I'm  call'd  to  part, 
Still  may  thy  love  remain. 

^c. ^ ©fa* 

HYMN    XIX. 

PSALM      CXLVIII,    8. 

GOD,  who  artfaidto  harden  the  hearts  of  men, 
by  permitting  them  to  harden  their  own  hearts, 
at  the  removal  of  thy  judgments,  which  thy  providence 
has  brought  upon  them,  to  manifefl  thy  power  in 
punifhing  finners  ;  fuffer  us  not  to  forget  thee,  nor  let 
the  impreffions  of  fear,  which  the  awful  noife  and  mak- 
ing  of  this  ftorm  has  made  on  us,  foon  wear  out  of  our 
minds  ;  but  fince  tlfe  commotions  it  occasioned  were 
fo  terrible,  help  us  to  confider  how  much  more  aftoniih- 
ing  it  will  be,  if  we  continue  to  harden  our  hearts  againft 
the  meiTengers  of  thy  wrath,  to  fee  the  heavens  on  fire, 
and  the  elements  melt  witk  fervent  heat ' —  O  may  this 
thought  fink  deep  in  our  minds,  and  lead  us  efFeclually 
to  meditate  what  kind  of  perfons  we  ought  to  be,  in  all 
holy  converfation  and  godlinefs,  that  the  fatal  lot  and 
final  condemnation  of  impenitent  and  hardened  finners 
may  never  be  our  portion,. 


(        28        ) 

I. 

Great  God  !  at  thy  command, 

Tcmpefts  and  ftorms  arife  ; 
And  black'ning  clouds  furrcvund  our  land, 

Whilft  darknefs  veils  the  fkies. 
II. 

The  fnow  and  hail  defcend, 

Or  fhow'rs  in  fury  fall, 
And  in  one  common  horror  blend 

The  whole  terreftial  ball. 
III. 

Meantime  our  courage  fails, 

Our  fpirits  droop  and  die  ; 
Of  wild  confufion  all  partake, 

Nor  dare  to  raife  an  eye. 
IV. 

But  foon  thy  dreadful  pow'r  is  feen, 

And  tcmpefts  ceafe  to  rage  ; 
Thy  goodnefs  brings  a  deep  ferene, 

And  all  our  hearts  engage. 

;  v. 

O  then  for  this  thy  love, 
And  mercy  to  our  fear, 
Ourpraife  (hall  rife  to  heav'n  above, 
Harmonious  to  thine  ear. 

* # -;#. 

HYMN  XX. 

FOR    THE     LORD'S     SUPPER. 

BLESSED  LORD,  let  thy  precious  death  and 
paffion  be  the  fubject  of  our  highefl  joy  ;  and 
may  our  hearts  continually  fing  thy  praife. — As  oft  as 
we  approach  thy  table,  raife  in  us  a  pleafing  expecla- 
i  ion  of  the  happinefs  of  heaven  ;  that  ere  long  our 
abode  will  be,  where  true  joys  are  to  be  found. 


(  29  ) 


O  GRACIOUS  Jefus !  blefTed  Lord  ! 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fears, 
We  now  approach  the  facred  board, 
To  tafte  the  feafl  thy  love  prepares. 

II. 

A  wedding  garment  we  defire, 

To  cloath  our  fouls  with  holinefs  ; 

O  grant  a  fpark  of  heav'nly  lire, 
And  lit  us  all  for  happinefs.    i 

III. 

Worthy  receivers  of  thy  blood, 
May  we  continue  thro'  thy  grace  : 

That  when  we  hear  the  laft  loud  trump, 
We  may  awake  to  fee  thy  face. 

^c. .§..„ 3^ 

HYMN  XXI. 

TO    THE     HOLY    SPIRIT. 

HOW  fhort  is  life  ! — How  uncertain  the  fpace  ! 
Alas,  how  quickly  ended  ! — How  fwift  and 
precarious  the  wild  career  !— And  yet  how  difficult — 
how  very  hard — to  run  !— At  fir  ft,  youth  flops  its  wil- 
ful ear  to  the  prudent  dictates  of  wifdom  ;  but  when 
arrived  to  years  of  maturer  life,  experienced  age  worn 
out  with  cares  and  trouble,  repents  in  vain,  its  earlier 
choice. — What  tho'  its  profpecls  are  fo  pleafing  and 
refined,  yet  groundlefs  hopes  and  anxious  thoughts 
feize  the  bufy  moments,  and  by  turns  prey  upon  the 
fweeteft  joys  of  fenfe, — May  I,  then,  thro'  life's  un- 
certain fpace,  be  free  from  the  pain  of  guilt  and  in- 
advertency ! — May  all  my  wants  find  redrefs — my  ftate 
too  low  to  admit  of  pride,  and  above  contempt. — 
And,  as  the  fummit  of  my  defires,  may  the  good  fpi- 
C  2 


(       3°       ) 

rit,  that  enlightens,  guides,  and  protects  each  pious 
heart,  thro'  unfeen  dangers  peculiarly  incident  to 
youth,  be  ever  prefent  with  me  in  all  my  ways,  and  fo 
carry  me  thro*  things  temporal,  that  I  finally  lofe  not 
thofe  which  are  fpiritual  and  eternal. 

I. 

ETERNAL  Spirit !  let  thy  word 
My  doubtful  paths  illume  j 
O  may  I  ne'er  forget  the  Lord, 
Nor  on  myfelf  prefume. 

II. 

Breathe  on  this  erring  heart  of  mine, 

Thy  grace  ferene  and  pure  ; 
In  thee  alone,  thou  pow'r  divine  ! 

The  humble  are  fecure. 

III. 
Defend  my  frail,  my  giddy  youth, 

And  each  unwary  hour  ; 
Inftrucl:  my  heart  to  love  the  truth, 

And  keep  me  in  thy  pow'r. 

IV. 

From  all  the  dang'rous  paths  which  lead 

To  honors  falfely  won, 
Lord,  I  thy  fure  protection  need, 

And  may  thy  will  be  done. 

# ^ '* 

HYMN  XXII. 

BLESSED  Redeemer  !  thou  haft  commanded  me 
to  take  up  my  daily  crofs,  and  to  follow  thee.-— 
Thy  wonderful  fufferings,  call  upon  me  to  renounce 
all  prefent  gratifications,  that  are  inconfiftent  with  my 
iiiuvc  happinefs. — They  require  me  to  crucify  my  love 


(         3-       ) 

to  the  world,  and  to  hate  and  forfakc  every  thing,  that 
{lands  in  competition  with  my  love  to  thee. — And, 
Holy  Jefus,  thou  hail  given  me  to  fee  the  vanity  and 
emptinefs  of  all  earthly  enjoyments;  give  me  alio  grace 
to  fee  thee  my  only  Saviour,  and  to  confide  in  thy 
mercy* — Yea,  Lord,  I  have  chofen  thee,  as  my  pre- 
fent  and  future  portion,  and  thou  art  become  my  all 
in  all. 

I. 

LORD,  with  a  contemning  eye, 
On  earthly  things  I  look  ; 
Before  I  thus  could  daily  die, 
How  I  thy  love  miftook  i 

II. 

But  beinor  fully  humbled  now, 

I  would  indifferent  be, 
Willing  to  part  with  all  below, 

That  Chriil  may  dwell  in  me. 

III. 

Whate'er  this  world  can  tempt  me  with3 

Is  empty,  poor,  and  vain  ;    - 
It  will  nor  peace,  nor  pleafure  bring, 

Nor  dying  comfort  gain. 

IV. 

In  Chrifl  alone  is  perfect  reft, 

In  him  I  can  confide  ; 
He  arms  with  fortitude  my  breafl. 

I  wiih  for  none  befide. 

V. 

Let  me  be  dead  to  all  but  Chrifl, 

And  all  be  dead  to  me  ; 
Then  mail  I  worfhip  God  aright, 

And  Chriil  my  portion  be. 


(       32        ) 

HYMN  XXIII. 

I  KNOW,  O  God,  how  holy  my  profefiion  is  ;— 
I  know  with  how  great  a  price  I  have  been  redeem- 
ed : — I  know  that  I  have  a  precious  and  immortal  foul 
which  mull  hereafter  be  either  eternally  happy  or  mife- 
rable  : — help  me  to  keep  a  guard  upon  my  thoughts, 
my  words,  and  actions  ;  and  may  I  never  think  or  do 
any  thing  that  will  difhonor  my  profefiion,  obftrucl 
the  efficacy  of  my  redemption,  orjrob  me  of  my  falva- 
tion.        s 

I. 

THE  bufinefs  of  our  life  is  here 
To  feek  the  joys  of  heav'n  ; 
And  mould  we  thus  our  fouls  prepare, 
To  us  the  crow  n  is  giv'n. 
II. 
But  if  we  too  unwife  mail  prove 

To  live  in  yonder  fky, 
Then  this  our  epitaph  will  be, 
"  They  without  wifdom  die  !" 
III. 
And  when  to  judgment  we  awake, 

We  mull  with  devils  dwell ; 
And  have  our  portion  in  that  lake, 
Where  mercy  never  fell. 
IV. 
Then  grant  us,  Lord,  the  flowing  tear 

Of  forrow,  grief,  and  woe  ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  betimes  to  fear, 
To  make  our  judge  our  foe. 

#5 .§. # 

HYMN    XXIV. 

THE    DYING    SAVIOUR. 

ALL  things  confpire,  O  Lord,  to  lament  thy  fuf- 
ferings.       The  heavens   put  on    mourning,  the 
*un  is  veil'd  in  darknefs,  to  fee  our  Jefus  in  diftrefs : 


(       33       ) 

The  holy  temple,  is  fhaken  by  this  awful  event,  and, 
trembling,  rends  her  veil,  to  exprefs  her  forrow. — The 
earth  is  in  convulfion,  and  quakes  ;  the  hardeft  rocks 
are  moved  with  compafiion  ;  a  group  of  ancient  faints 
leave  their  tombs  to  weep  at  his  deceafe,  as  concern'd 
in  the  folemn  tragedy. — The  people  of  Judea,  and 
the  Roman  foldiers,  witnefs  their  lamentations,  and 
feel  the  power  of  his  crofs. — Aftonifhed  the  centurion 
cried  out,  truly  this  is  the  Son  of  God  ! — Nay,  the 
whole  univerfe  fhuddered  at  his  fate  ;  and  mall  I  who 
was  the  caufe  of  his  Sufferings,  alas  !  fiiali  I  only  be 
infenfible  of  his  death  ?  Shall  heaven  and  earth  be- 
moan the  fad  catattrophe,  and  I  ftill  indulge  myfelf  in 
fin  ?  God  forbid !  yea,  rather  let  my  inmoil  nature 
bow  and  fympathize  with  Jefus  crucified  ;  let  my  fto- 
ny  heart  be  foftened,  and  every  rebellious  paffion  be 
fubjec"r.  to  the  crofs  of  Chrift  ;  that  the  life  I  now  live, 
may  be  by  faith  of  the  fon  of  God,  to  the  glory  of 
his  name. 

L 

AND    did  my  Saviour  leave  the  fky, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dcem'd  to  die  ! 
And  would  he  bear  his  Father's  ire, 
To  keep  our  fouls  from  endlefs  fire. 

II. 

O  yes,  he  left  his  glorious  throne, 
And  made  our  fins,  our  ilripes  his  own  ; 
Upon  the  crofs,  he  bled  S— he  dy7d  ! 
My  God  !   my  Father  ! — lo,  he  cry'd  I 

III. 

Nature  amaz'd  to  fee  his  death, 
When  he  refign'd  his  dying  breath. 
In  horror  and  convulfion  fhook  ; 
Nor  could  the  fun  upon  him  look. 


(       34       ) 

IV. 

Veil'd  as  in  darkeft  robes  of  night, 
He  blufh'd  to  fee  the  awful  fight  ; 
Nor  dar'd  his  face  or  rays  difclofe, 
Till  Jefus  flept  in  fweet  repoie. 

V. 

O  then,  my  foul,  with  wonder  view 
Whate'er  his  love  has  done  for  you  ; 
Loft  and  condemn'd  we  all  had  been, 
Had  not  our  Saviour  dy'd  for  fin. 

VI. 
But  now  we  live  and  ever  may, 
Unlefs  we  mifimprove  our  day  j 
Live  to  enjoy  a  Saviour's  love, 
In  thofe  celeftial  realms  above. 

«^0> ........  ^.. ......  rjjfr 

HYMN  XXV. 

CHR.ISTMAS, 

CHRIST  came  into  the  world  to  fave  us  from  our 
fins,  and  we  can  have  no  hopes  of  falvation  but 
thro'  him.  How  miferable  and  ftupidly  wretched  fliall 
we  be,  if  going  on  in  the  ways  of  fin,  we  finally  lofe 
the  benefits  of  his  coming  ?  O  Father  of  mercy,  and 
God  of  all  campafiion,  fuffer  us  not  to  be  thus  blind 
to  our  own  intereft,  nor  faithlefs  to  thee  ;  but  having 
expreffed  thy  love  to  us  on  this  manner,  and  thy  defire 
of  our  falvation,  as  to  fend  thy  only  Son  to  become 
our  redeemer,  perfect  thy  grace  in  us,  and  grant  that 
we  may  make  fuch  a  good  ufe  of  this  holy  feftival  of 
joy,  as  will  fit  and  prepare  our  fouls  to  receive  the  blefiT- 
ed  effects  of  thy  goodnefs,  in  a  redeemer, 


.    (       35       ) 

I. 

WHAT  joyful  found  is  this  I  hear, 
Which  {hikes  and  fwells  my  lift'ning  ear! 
For  heav'n  refounds  with  praife  on  high, 
And  echoes  fill  the  nether  fky. 

II. 
The  mighty  God  has  left  his  throne, 
And  holy  angels  guard  him  down  ; 
Whilft  burfting  clouds  his  glory  mew, 
And  fpread  his  glory  here  below. 

III. 
No  more  at  diilance  now  we  Hand, 
A  wretched,  hell  condemned  band, 
For  Chrift  himfelf  re  (lores  the  fall, 
And  God  is  made  our  all  in  all. 

IV. 
To  him  we'll  gladly  join  and  raife, 
Our  fweeteil  fongs  of  humble  praife, 
No  greater  love,  nor  greater  blifs, 
Could  mortal  men  receive  than  this. 

4tQ & D^ 

HYMN  XXVI.' 

ST.    JAMES,    IV,    8. 

OW  ridiculous  and  inconfiftent  is  it,  to  be  halting 
between  two  opinions  ■ — A  double  minded  mail 
is  unliable  in  all  his  ways  : — Inconilant  and  unfteady, 
fickle  and  chaRgeable,  he  wifhes  to  ferve  God  and  be 
faved,  and  at  the  fame  time  wifhes  to  ferve  fatan  and 
his  own  lulls  :  He  hopes  to  be  happy  in  the  next  world, 
but  cannot  endure  the  thoughts  of  parting  with  the 
fenfual  pleafures  of  this  :  His  religion,  fince  nothing 
tie  does  can  be  uniform,  has  its  ebbs  and  flows  ;  it 
fometimes  rifes  up  like  the  fun,  but  foon  like  the  moon 
puts  ondifferent  afpedts  ;  fometimes  in  the  increafe,  and 


(       36      ) 

as  often  in  the  wane.  Thus  a&s  the  manwhofe  heart,  or 
eye  of  his  mind  is  not  fingle  ;  and  whom  the  apoftle 
paints  by  an  elegant,  yet  familiar  comparifon  :  "  He 
that  wavereth  is  like  the  wave  of  a  fea,  driven  by  the 
wind  and  toffed." — The  reprefentation  is  taken  from 
the  good  old  Jacob,  who  tells  us  that  his  fori  Reuben, 
was  "  unliable  as  water  :"  the  parts  of  which,  in  their 
own  nature,  are  reftlefs  and  unquiet  ;  there  is  always  in 
it  a  readinefsto  move  and  fhift  its  place.  To  take  away 
this  inconfiftency,  and  fix  his  choice  on  the  one  thing 
needfi:! ;  the  heart  of  the  double-minded  man  mufl  be 
purged  from  all  fecular  and  low  aims,  and  exercifed  in 
fuch  means  as  beft  conduce  to  that  end  : — His  heart 
mufl  be  pure.  Purity  or  finglenefs  of  heart,  in  oppo- 
fition  to  double-mindednefs,  is  that  fimplicity  of  inten- 
tion whereby  we  give  up  ourfelves  entirely  to  the  fervice 
of  God  and  religion,  without  propofing  or  allowing 
ourfelves  in  any  ends  inconfiftent  with  it. — Lord,  grant 
that  we  may  fee  the  folly  of  the  double-minded  man  in 
purfuingoppcfiteends ;  that  this  finglenefs  of  heart  which 
is  peculiar  to  the  virtuous  and  holy,  may  appear  our 
greateft  wifdom  : — Shew  us  the  uneafinefs  of  pleafuring 
oppof.te  ends,  that  this  finglenefs  of  heart  may  appear 
the  moft  pleafureable  : — Convince  us  of  the  finfulnefs 
of  aiming  at  oppoiite  ends,  that  this  purity  of  heart 
may  recommend  itfelf  to  our  practice,  as  necefTary  to 
our  eternal  falvation  : — O  give  us  grace  that  we  may 
no  more  feek  to  mix  heaven  and  earth  together,  nor  en- 
deavour to  unite  oppofite  interefls,  to  reconcile  Chrifl 
and  Belial  2nd  to  eitablifh  a  communion  between  light 
and  dark nefs  ;  but  with  fimplicity  of  heart  and  undi- 
vided affections,  and  with  willing  minds,  without  re- 
or  partiality,  or  worldly  ends,  may  we  love 
and  ferve  tin  e,  and  draw  nigh  to  thee  in  holy  duties, 
that  thou  mayeft  draw  nigh  to  us  in  ways  of  mercy. 


(      S7      ) 
I. 

DRAW  nigh  to  God,  nor  yet  delay, 
He  will  draw  nigh  to  you  ; 
For  God  who  hears  uj  when  we  pray, 
Is  juft  as  well  as  true. 
II. 
O  cleanfe  your  hands,  ye  finners  then, 

If  grace  ye  hope  to  find  ; 
And  purify  yeur  hearts,  ye  men, 
Who  have  a  double  mind. 

III. 

No  longer  keep  a  halting  pace, 
Let  wifdom  guide  your  choice  ; 

A  double  mind  will  bring  difgrace, 
One  end  is  reafon's  voice. 

4(C. k .gfg, 

HYMN  XXVII. 

CHRISTMAS-DAY. 

THIS  being  the  day  in  which  the  Son  of  God 
was  born  of  a  pure  virgin  ;  and  wherein  the  an- 
gels appeared  with  the  glad  tidings  of  his  nativity, 
praifing  God  for  his  infinite  mercy  to  mankind  :  Let 
us  join  our  voices  with  the  heavenly  hofts,  and  in  one 
united  choir  adore  the  divine  goodnefs,  in  thus  pitying 
our  fallen  ftate,  and  fending  Jefus  Chrifl  to  be  our 
Saviour  and  Redeemer. 

I. 

HARK  !  hnrk  !   what  awful  iilence  reigns 
In  the  vail  courts  above  ; 
Whilfl  angels  ceafe  their  gentle  {trains, 
Loll  in  redeeming  love. 
D 


(       38       ) 

II. 

Seraphs  with  awe  and  wonder  fill'd, 

No  longer  tune  their  voice, 
And  cherubs  reft  upon  the  wing, 

Unable  to  rejoice. 

III. 
But  now  the  mighty  fecret's  known, 

For  Jefus  leaves  his  feat  ; 
Down  to  the  earth  he  bends  his  courfe, 

And  clouds  furround  his  feet. 
III. 
Then  angels  ftrike  their  golden  firings, 

And  cherubs  loudly  cry  ; 
Hark  !   how  the  hollow  ether  rings, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
IV. 
"  All  peace  on  earth,  good  will  to  men, 

"  The  promis'd  Seed  is  come 
"  To  ranfom  men,  the  flaves  of  fin, 

"  And  bring  us  wand'rers  home." 

4(Q $ .^ 

HYMN  XXVIII. 

LOVE       TO      CHRIST. 

BLESSED  SAVIOUR  !  "  Whom  have  I  in  hea- 
ven but  thee,  and  there  is  none  on  earth  I  defire 
in  comparifon  of  thee." — "  Thy  name  is  as  ointment 
poured  out,  therefore,  becaufe  of  the  favour  of  thy  good 
ointments,  do  the  virgins  love  thee." 

I. 

JESUS,  my  fpoufe,  my  only  care, 
I  love  thy  holy  name  ; 
Who,  when  our  fins  had  us  undone, 
Did'ft  freely  bare  our  (hame. 


(       39       ) 

II. 

The  lily  and  the  blufhing  rofe, 

Cannot  compare  with  thee  ; 
They  both  mull  fade  and  pafs  away, 

But  thou  from  change  art  free. 

III. 

The  heav'n  and  earth  may  ceafe  to  be, 

The  fun  grow  dim  with  age  ; 
Cut  thou,  O  God,  malt  ftill  endure, 

T  hro'  life's  eternal  page. 

4to f #. 

KYMN  XXIX. 

A    GOOD    LIFE    NECESSARY    TO    HAPPINESS. 

OGOD,  how  folicitous  fhould  we  be  to  make  a 
good  ufe  of  our  time,  by  ftudying  to  employ  it 
to  the  purpofes  for  which  it  is  given  !  May  we  never 
abnfe  thy  bleflings  in  feeking  to  adorn  thofe  perifhing 
bodies,  and  fatisfying  their  vain  defires  and  appetites,  to 
the  neglect  of  our  better  part,  the  precious  and  immor- 
tal foal  ! —  "hat,  O  my  God,  is  made  for  truth,  and 
defigned  for  happinefs,  and  may  fin  never  get  dominion 
over  it  ;  butbleffed  in  its  choice  of  thee,  as  its  fupreme 
good,  let  it  rejoice  here  in  thy  love  and  the  fweet  com- 
munications of  thy  holy  fpirit,  that  h  may  live  to  praife 
thee,  through  a  Redeemer's  blood,  in  thy  glorious 
kingdom  hereafter. 

I. 

THERE  is  in  me  a  foul 
Which  muft  forever  be  ; 
If  fin  my  heart  and  life  controul, 
I  fink  in  mifery. 


(       4°       ) 

II. 

But  if  to  truth  inclin'd, 
How  happy  in  my  God  ! 
I  (hall  enjoy  a  heav'nly  mind, 
Thro'  the  Redeemer's  blood 

III. 
In  him  alone  I  may 
My  bleffednefs  complete  ; 
And  live  and  love,  rejoice,  and  pray, 
Till  I  my  Jefus  meet. 

IV. 

For  fuch  a  life  as  this, 
No  pains  can  be  too  great  ; 
To  gain  a  heav'n  of  perfect  blifs, 
Requires  a  holy  Hate. 

4 * * 

HYMN  XXX. 

ALTERED  FROM   AN   ANCIENT  HYMN. 

BLESSED  JESUS  !  the  only  Saviour  of  the 
world  !  we  confefs  that  we  have  no  help  or  hope 
but  in  thee  ;  that  we  have  no  redemption  of  fin  but 
thro'  thee  ;  and  that  we  have  no  peace  with  God  but 
by  thee  :  wherefore,  having  our  dependence  on  thee 
for  time  and  eternity,  we  come  to  thee  as  to  cur  God 
to  blefs  us,  as  to  our  mailer  to  teach  us,  as  to  our 
light  to  direft  us,  and  as  to  our  Redeemer  to  fave  us.-— 
O  may  we  hear  thy  word,  receive  thy  faith,  walk  in 
thy  ways,  obferve  thy  precepts,  fear  thy  judgments, 
and  keep  thy  laws. — Into  thy  hands  we  commit  our 
fouls  and  bodies  ;  be  pleafed  to  order  and  appoint  for 
us,  in  all  conditions  of  life,  whatever  mall  be  moll  for 
thy  glory,  and  our  everlafting  good. 


(       4i       ) 

I. 

BRIGHT  fun  of  righteoufnefs,  all  hail, 
Thou  Saviour  ever  bleft  ! 
The  ocean's  ftar  by  which  we  fail, 
And  gain  the  port  of  reft. 
II. 
Whilft  thus  our  fongs  of  praife  to  thee, 

Our  hearts  and  tongues  rehearfe, 
O  grant  that  peace  our  lot  may  be, 
And  all  our  woes  redrefs. 
III. 
Releafe  our  long-entangled  mind, 

From  all  the  fnares  of  ill ; 
With  heav'nly  light  inftruft  the  blind, 
And  all  our  vows  fulfil. 
IV. 
Exert  for  us  a  parent's  care, 

And  us  thy  children  own  : 
Vouehfafe,  O  Lord,  to  hear  our  pray'r, 
And  all  our  fins  atone. 
V. 
O  fpotlefs  Lamb  !   whofe  graces  mine, 

With  brighteit  purity  ! 
The  motions  of  our  fouls  refine, 
And  make  us  pure  like  thee. 
VI. 
Preferve  our  lives  unftain'd  with  ill 

In  this  infectious  way  ; 
That  heav'n  alone  our  fouls  may  fill, 
WTith  joys  that  ne'er  decay.. 
VII. 
To  God  the  Father,  endlefs  praife  j 

To  God  the  Son,  the  fame  ; 
And  Holy  Ghoft,  whofe  equal  rays, 
One  equal  glory  claim. 

D2 


(       42       ) 
HYMN  XXXI. 

LORD,  I  know  how  great  my  weaknefs  is,  and 
that  I  have  nothing  in  my felf  wherein  I  can  truit  ; 
therefore,  behold,  I  lay  all  my  infirmities  before  thee, 
and  earneflly  befeech  thee  to  confider  my  weaknefs,  and 
mercifully  to  fupply  me  with  thy  grace. — It  is  thou, 
O  blelfed  Jefus,  that  reconciled  my  foul  to  God, 
and  makeft  me  to  run  in  the  ways  of  his  command- 
ments : — Do  thou  caufe  the  light  of  thy  countenance 
to  mine  upon  me,  and  enable  me  to  wait  upon  thee  in 
thy  own  appointments. 


I  HAVE  a  glorious  Chrift 
Who  pleads  my  ev'ry  caufe  ; 
He  reconciles  my  foul  to  God, 
And  keeps  me  in  his  laws. 

II. 

Awhile  he  hides  his  grace, 
And  leaves  my  foul  to  mourn  ; 
But  foon  he  fhews  his  fmiling  face, 
And  makes  a  fweet  return. 

III. 
Then  in  my  heart  I  find, 
A  pure  and  heav'nly  gueft  ; 
A  God,  a  Judge  no  more  unkind, 
But  living  in  mybreaft. 

IV. 

To  him  I  can  commit 
My  life,  my  joy,  my  all  ; 
And  in  his  own  appointments  wait, 
To  hear  his  gracious  call. 


(       43       ) 

HYMN  XXX11. 

THE   LOVE    OF    CHRIST. 

HOLY  SAVIOUR  i  O  that  thou  wouldeft  give 
a  bleffing  to  us,  who  are  affembied  here,  inrae- 
mory  of  thy  love  to  the  world,  by  (hedding  thy  pre- 
cious blood  to  redeem  it  ;  and  powerfully  affiil  us  with 
thy  grace,  according  as  our  feveral  neceilkies  require, 
that  our  hearts  may  be  deeply  affected  with  thy  good- 
nefs,  and  never  more  ftray  from  virtue  and  thee. 

I. 

COME  Tinners,  view  the  bleeding  God, 
How  ftrange,  how  awful  is  the  fcene  ! 
Fad  ftreams  the  facred  crimfon  blooda 
Of  our  expiring  Nazarene. 
II. 
Down  from  his  hands,  his  fide,  his  feet. 

The  ever  healing  torrent  flows  ; 
And  purple  ftreams  each  other  meet, 
To  wafli  and  cleanfe  his  rebel  foes. 

III. 

Upon  the  crofs  he  lifts  his  eyes, 

For  fuch  his  love,  fo  great,  fo  free  ! 

He  bows  his  head,   and  calmly  diesj 
And  bears  our  curfe  upon  the  tree. 

IV. 

Amazing  grace  !    that  Chrift  our  king 

Should  freely  leave  his  high  abode  ; 
Should  quit  his  courts,  where  angels  iing, 

To  re-unite  us  to  our  God. 
V. 
O  what  return  for  this  his  love, 

Can  we  his  guilty  creatures  make, 
Now  he  is  feated  far  above, 

And  yet  we  here  his  fkih  partake. 


H 


(       44       ) 

HYMN  XXXIII 

I. 

OW   cold  my  heart  !   inactive,  dead  ! 


Before  the  Lord  I  fay 
O  that  he  would  his  fpirit  flied, 
And  point  the  narrow  way. 

II. 
'Tis  Jefil8  makes  my  tongue  rejoice, 

And  does  my  foul  infpire  ; 
Yes,  he  will  raife  my  heart  and  voice, 

To  join  the  heav'nly  choir. 

III. 
In  him  alone  I  have  the  pow'r 

To  leave  my  fin  and  guilt  ; 
Nor  (hall  the  tempter  me  devour  j 

For  me  his  blood  was  fpilt. 

IV. 

Then,  Lord,  do  thou  o'er  all  my  ways, 

And  ev'ry  ltep  preiide  ; 
O  make  my  heart  to  hate  all  fin, 

My  foul  averfe  to  pride. 

V. 

So  {hall  I  here  thy  bleffing  find, 

And  all  my  joys  increafe  ; 
And  after  death  that  heav'nly  mind, 

Will  bring  more  folid  peace. 


v»^ 


4* $ 

HYMN  XXXIV. 
I. 

DEPARTING  fouls  in  love  with  God, 
And  bleft  in  his  efteem, 
Shall  find  in  him  a  bright  abode, 
And  tafte  the  heav'nly  ftream. 


(       45       ) 

II. 

Such  fweet  and  ravifhing  delights 
As  Eden's  garden  brought, 

Do  the  fair  plains  of  heav'n  produce, 
To  charm  the  noblefl  thought. 

III. 

The  confolations  of  our  God, 
Are  neither  fmall  nor  few  ; 

Thofe  who  efcape  his  awful  rod, 
Shall  live  as  angels  do. 

IV. 

The  pleafing  fentiments  to  fouls 

Was  heretofore  convey'd, 
Thro*  the  creature  mediation, 

And  thus  was  God  furvey'd. 
V. 
But  in  heav'n  the  intervening  glafs 

Is  taken  from  each  eye, 
And  face  to  face  the  faints  behold 

The  loVreign  of  the  iky. 

VI. 

The  fweet  communications  there, 
From  God  to  them  are  giVn, 

In  a  more  immediate  fenfe, 

Which  make  the  joys  of  heav'n, 

VII. 

All  the  pleafure  which  has  in  vain 
Been  fought  in  creature  good, 

And  infinitely^  more  is  found 
In  our  almighty  God. 

VIII. 

Since  creatures  here  are  nothing  more, 
Than  God  doth  make  them  be, 

Why  (houkl  we  think  to  gala  his  blifs, 
This  fide  eternity. 


(       4^       ) 

IX. 

This  lower  world  and  all  its  boafts, 

Are  but  delufive  toys  ; 
Then  let  us  thirft  for  heav'n  above, 

And  feek  for  nobler  joys. 

4<Q & 0§> 

HYMN  XXXV. 

F.CCLES.    3.    21. 
I. 

WHAT  knowledge  brutes  may  have, 
I  cannot  now  conceive  ; 
That  they  were  made  for  human  ufe, 
I  firmly  do  believe. 

II. 

But  whether  mere  machines 

Whofe  life  is  in  their  blood, 
And  their  knowledge  void  of  reafon, 

Is  darkly  underftood. 

III. 
Or  whether  the  inflinc"t, 

And  fecret  fprings  of  life, 
Be  truly  rational  as  fuch. 

Has  rais'd  debate  and  ft  rife. 

IV. 

Or  whether  farther  yet, 

They  can  no  reafon  own, 
But  what's  exterior  to  them, 

Is  here  to  me  unknow  n. 

V. 

Sufficient  'tis  to-think, 

Whate'er  their  ftate  may  be, 
Their  fpirits  to  the  earth  mult  fink, 

And  I  the  judge  fhall  fee. 


(       47        ) 

VI. 

Brutes  have  no  fenfe  of  God, 

They  neither  love  nor  hat.;  ; 
But  I  am  born  to  higher  good, 

And  mine  a  nobler  ftate. 

VII. 

My  God  has  taught  me  more 

Than  he  to  beafts  has  giv'n  ; 
He  makes  me  wifer  than  the  fowls, 

And  trains  me  up  for  heav'q. 

VIII. 

Since  then  his  heav'nly  hull 

Has  nude  me  better  far, 
I'll  drive  to  do  his  faered  will, 

Nor  more  his  labors  mar. 

4c .$.— .-.^ 

HYMN  XXXVI. 

WHILE  idle  and  unemployed,  I  am  expofed  to 
every  fin  ;  but  bufinefs  bridles  my  paffions, 
and  keeps  out  of  my  mind,  all  unlawful  joys,  as  well 
as  anxious  fears. — Will  the  Lord  help  me  to  fing  his 
praife,  that  I  may  be  occupied  in  his  fervice,  left  the 
adverfary  of  my  foul  mould  find  me  off  my  guard,  and 
I  fall  an  eafy  prey  to  his  enfnaring  wiles. — Of  Jefus 
will  1  fpeak,  his  name  fhall  ever  be  the  burden  of  my 
fong. 

I. 

YOUNG  Jefus  th'  infant  of  beauty  and  love, 
Now  enters  the  world  a  Saviour  to"  be  ; 
He  qui'ss  the  throne  of  his  Father  above, 
From  the  pow'r  of  fin  to  fet  us  all  free. 
Dear  Jefus,  it  is  true, 
Our  loft  itate  fhall  renew, 


(       4»       ) 

And  give  113  a  title  our  God  to  enjoy, 

A  manger  he  chufes, 

Vain  pomp  he  refufes, 
And  loves  in  his  fei  vice  our  tongues  to  employ. 

II. 

Ye  fages,  fo  rev'rend,  io  wife,  fo  good, 
Look  and  you'll  certainly  own  it  is  To 
That  Jefus'  praife  is  the  chief  of  all  focd  ; 

Lord  teach  us  his  worth — his  merits  to  know. 
It  difpels  eV'ry  vapour, 
Saves  the  dying  taper, 
And  when  fin,  the  world,  and  temptations  prevail, 
It  will  open  a  way, 
Thro'  ^hich  the  finnermay, 
Since  redeemed  by  Jefus,  each  evil  affail. 

III. 
Let  high  and  low  in  his  prefence  adore, 

And  with  due  rev'rence  his  majtfty  blefs  ; 
Holy  Jefus  mould  be  our  fong  evermore, 
Duty  and  love  our  allegiance  exprefs. 
To  excite  us  the  quicker, 
And  make  us  the  flridier, 
The  charms  of  heaven  to  allure  us  be  difplays  : 
Whilft  the  terrors  of  hell, 
And  dread  agonies  fell, 
He  mews  to  deter  us  from  viltft  of  ways. 

<£g -..£ o£. 

HYMN  XXXVII. 

THE       L   O   R   D  'S      DAY. 

OGOD,  who  baft  commanded  us  to  confecrate  a 
feventh  part  cf  our  time  to  thy  fervice  ;  give  u« 
grace  to  difengage  our  hearts  this  day  from  the  cares 
and  concerns  of  this  world  ;  that  we  may  admit  no  un- 


(       49       ) 

necefTary  bufinefs,  nor  any  unprofitable  vifit,  or  vain  or 
idle  converfation,  to  be  a  diftraftion  to  our  minds,  and  a 
hindrance  to  our  devotions  :  but  let  us  dill  remember, 
however  uneafy  it  may  be,  that  our  bufinefs  as  chriftians 
is  not  to  feek  our  own  wifhes,  but  to  feek  and  to  ferve 
thee  ;  and  that  the  concern  is  not  great,  whether  nature 
be  pleafed,  but  it  is  our  greatefl  concern,  that  our  fouls 
fhould  be  prepared,  by  a  wife  improvement  of  thine 
earthly  fabbaths,  that  we  may  enjoy  a  fabbath  of  reft, 
In  thy  glorious  kingdom. 

I. 

THE  day  of  God  once  more  returns, 
To  vifit  me  with  peace  ; 
My  heart  with  pure  affection  burns,- 
Let  pious  joys  increafe. 

II. 

I  feel  the  happy  hour  begun, 

That  binds  me  to  my  Lord ; 
Ere  yet  I  view  the  rifmg  fun, 

My  lips  mail  read  thy  word. 

III. 

On  me  thy  facred  truths  imprefs, 

That  I  may  love  thy  name  ; 
Vouchfafe  to  guide,  to  teach,  to  blefs  ; 

Such  wifdom  is  thy  claim. 

IV. 

To  thee  my  ways,  I  now  commend  5 

'Grant  me  the  happy  fruits  ; 
No  more  my  precious  time  to  fpend, 

In  empty  vain  purfuits. 

-       E 


(      50      J 
HYMN  XXXVIII. 

I. 

THE  Lord,  the  judge  defcends, 
Behold  the  clouds  his  throne  ; 
Gabriel  in  pomp  attends, 

And  earth's  foundations  groan. 

Ere  nature's  awful  crufh, 

Jefus  unbars  the  tomb, 
And  nations  trembling  rufh, 

To  hear  their  final  doom. 
III. 
In  vain  the  wicked  plead, 

No  mercy  here  is  given  ; 
In  time  they  took  no  heed, 

And  now  they  lofe  a  heaven. 
IV. 
The  judge  in  angry  tone, 

Their  fentence  does  declare  ; 
Depart  !   I  cannot  own, 

Nor  will  thy  juftice  fpare. 
V. 
In  endlefs  woe  they  fink, 

Forbid  the  realms  of  peace, 
Where  ft  reams  of  fire  they  drink, 

T  heir  thirft  (hall  never  ceafe. 
VI. 
Far  otherwife  the  good, 

They  now  admittance  find, 
And  tafte  the  heavenly  food, 

The  blifs  for  all  defign'd. 
VII. 
In  yonder  world  of  light, 

To  Abram's  breaftthey  go  ; 
They  foar  beyond  our  fight, 

And  live  as  angels  do. 


(       5*       ) 

VIII. 

May  this  our  wifdom  be, 
To  fhun  the  Tinner's  way, 

God  grant  us  here  to  fee, 
The  gofpel's  faving  day. 

4(Q $. ^ 

HYMN  XXXIX. 

ALTERED    FROM    THE    FOREGOING. 
I. 

THE  mighty  Lord,  the  Judge  defcen< 
Behold  the  clouds  his  throne, 
Gabriel  in  folemn  pomp  attends, 
And  earth's  foundations  groan/ 
II. 
Ere  dying  nature's  awful  crum, 

Jefus  unbars  the  tomb  ; 
And  num'rous  nations  trembling  rum, 
To  hear  their  final  doom. 

III. 

In  vain  the  guilty  finners  plead, 

No  mercy  here  is  given  : 
Unwife  in  time  they  took  no  heed, 

And  now  they  lofe  a  heaven. 

IV. 

The  judge  in  ftern  and  angry  tone, 

Their  fentecce  does  declare  ; 
Depart,  accurft  !  I  cannot  own, 

Nor  will  my  juilice  fpare. 

V. 

In  fad,  in  endlefs  woe  they  fink, 

Forbid  the  realms  of  peace  ; 
Where  livid  ftreams  of  fire  they  drink, 

Their  thirft  fhall  never  ceafe. 


(  52  ) 

VI. 

Far  otherwife  the  cautious  good  ; 

They  now  admittance  find  : 
And  tafte  the  pure  celeftial  food  j 

The  food  for  all  defign'd. 

VII. 

In  yonder  mining  world  of  light, 
To  Abram's  bread  they  go  ; 

They  foar  beyojad  our  mortal  fight, 
And  live  as  angels  do. 

VIII. 
May  this  our  choice,  our  wifdom  be, 
To  ihun  the  finner*s  way  5 

God's  mercy  grant  us  here  to  fe.e» 
The  gofpeFs  faving  day. 

4#„ ^ „^ 

HYMN  XL. 

I. 

COME  let  us  adore, 
The  Lord  evermore  j 
.  And  fing  to  his  name, 
No  merit  we  claim. 

II. 

The  praife  is  his  due, 
For  ftrength  to  purfue  ; 
Since  Jefus  is  he, 
Who  fets  us  all  free. 

III. 

To  him  we  may  feek, 
And  bleft  are  the  meek  : 
He'll  ne'er  caft  away, 
Who  make  him  their  flay* 


(       5S       ) 

IV. 

Then  glory  we'll  cry, 
To  Jefus  on  high  ; 
And  thus  evermore, 
His  name  will  adore. 

4)g •$• s# 

HYMN  XL1. 

I. 

WHEN  the  heav'ns  fhall  rend  afunder, 
Roll  aud  fold  and  pafs  away, 
God,  the  Word,  the  Lord  of  wonder, 
Shall  proclaim  the  awful  day. 
II. 
While  yet  the  voice  of  love  is  founding, 

Sinners,  now  repent  and  live  ; 
Streams  of  mercy  ftill  abounding, 
God  the  Lord  will  you  forgive. 
III. 
Iflands,  rocks,  earth,  and  feas  obey, 

Fear  mail  rife  and  ftrike  amaze  ; 
And  death  fhall  then  refign  its  prey, 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 
IV. 
While  yet  the  voice  of  love  is  founding, 

Sinners,  now  repent  and  live  ; 
Streams  of  mercy  ftill  abounding, 
God  the  Lord  will  you  forgive. 

^G- ■& <%>• 

HYMN  XLII. 

I. 

MY  foul,  why  fo  dull,  why  fo  fad  ? 
Truft  in  the  Lord,  and  nothing  doubt ; 
Seek  his  face  and  in  him  be  glad  ; 
His  name  is  ointment  poured  out  : 

E2 


(       54       J 

It's  a  tower,  a  rock,  a  refuge  fure, 
Where  good  men  ran  and  are  fecure. 

II. 

If  then  afflictions  or  diftrefs, 

Thy  body,  goods,  or  name  deftroy, 

The  righteous  hand  do  thou  confefs, 
Thyfelf  in  quiet  here  enjoy. 

Fret  not, — with  patience  wait  God's  will, 

His  name  is  ilrong  fufficient  ftill. 

# *" *& 

HYMN   XLIII. 

THE     BIRTH     OF     CHRIST. 
I. 

THE  air  is  fill'd  with  found, 
I  hear  the  voice  of  mirth  ; 
The  heavenly  hofls  our  ball  furround, 
And  fhout  a  faviour's  birth. 

II. 

Behold  in  David's  town, 

Of  royal  David's  line, 
The  Saviour  Jefus  may  be  found  ; 

An  infant  all  divine. 

III. 

Go,  pious  fhepherd's,  go, 

Yon  ftar  fhall  lead  the  way  : 
Worfhip  at  Immanuel's  feet, 

And  there  your  homage  pay. 
IV. 
The  promife  which  of  old, 

Your  God  to  you  had  made. ; 
The  child  by  prophets  long  foretold, 

Is  in  a  manger  laid. 


(       45       ) 

HYMN  XLIV. 

I. 

XVx   As  heretofore 
The  chriftian  church  has  ever  done  : 

The  God  of  love, 

Who  reigns  above, 
The  great  eternal  Three  in  One. 
II. 

Let  facred  praife 

Infpire  our  lays, 
To  join  the  bleft,  angelic  throng, 

"  Thrice  holy  Lord  !" 

Our  hearts  accord, 
And  chant  the  fweet  melodious  fong. 

^C. .£ gg, 

HYMN  XLV. 

SPIRITUAL    DELIVERANCE. 
I. 

WHAT  mail  I  render  to  the  Lord  ; 
For  all  his  benefits  to  me  ? 
According  to  his  gracious  word, 
His  love  from  dangers  fet  me  free. 
II. 
My  lips  mail  never  ceafe  to  mow, 

The  grateful  fenfe  I  now  poflefs, 
Of  what  he  did  on  me  beftow, 

When  he  vouchfaPd  my  foul  to  blefs. 

4(C.~ — ^.: — &4j}, 

HYMN  XLVI. 
I. 

PARENT  of  life  and  light  to  thee, 
Thou  fource  of  every  good  ! 
O  raife  my  heart,  and  bend  my  knee, 
And  pant  for  heavenly  food. 


(      5^       ) 

II. 

Some  facred  truth  from  thy  bleft  word, 

Do  thou  to  me  reveal ; 
Imprefs  on  me  thy  will,  O  Lord, 

And  my  forgivenefs  feal. 

III. 

Let  this  and  every  future  day 
Great  God,  flill  wifer  prove  ; 

That  as  I  mark,  and  learn,  obey, 
I  may  increafe,  in  love. 

4* *$- •* 

HYMN  XJ.VII. 

I. 

MY  foul,  how  precious  is  our  time  ! 
More  precious  far  than  gold  ; 
The  richeft  treafures  of  this  world, 
Or  all  that  we  behold  ! 
II. 
When  once  our  days  are  gone  and  paft, 

And  nothing  more  remains, 
We  quickly  mount  to  heaven  at  laft, 
Or  fink  to  endlefs  pains. 
III. 
O  happy  they,  who  now  fecure 

A  title  to  that  joy, 
Where  flreams  of  blifs  are  always  pure, 
Where  nothing  can  deftroy. 
IV. 
But  dreadful,  then,  the  fate  of  thofe, 

Who  here  defpife  their  God  ; 
They  (hall  be  doom'd  to  ceafelefs  woes, 
And  feel  his  awful  rod. 


(       57       ) 
HYMN  XLVIIL 

FOR        EVENING. 
I. 

LORD,  for  the  mercies  of  this  day, 
Our  grateful  homage  now  we  pay- 
Accept  our  evening  facrifice, 
And  make  us  happy,  good,  and  wife. 

II. 
What  ere  amifs  we  all  have  done, 
Since  the  laft  morning's  rifing  fun  ; 
Do  thou  in  mercy,  Lord,  forgive, 
And  bid  our  drooping  fpirits  live. 

HI, 
This  night  we  dk  thy  bleSing  too, 
O  let  fweet  fleep  our  ftrength  renew  : 
Guard  u«  from  dangers  of  all  kinds, 
And  with  thy  love  refcefh  our  minds. 

IV, 
That  in  the  mom  when  we  awake. 
We  may  of  grateful  fangs  paitake  ; 
And  live  and  fing,  rejoice  aad  pray, 
'Till  we  /hall  rife  in  endlefs  day. 

HYMN  XLIX. 

I. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 
A  mere  victim  from  the  womb  ; 
Jefus  we  in  a  manger  find, 
Emblem  of  his  future  tomb. 

II. 

Proftrate  where  horned  cattle  feed, 

This  dear  innocent  is  laid  ; 
There  born  to  weep,   to  fuffer,   bleed, 

Until  nature's  debt  is  paid. 


(       5»       ) 

III. 
How  vaft  the  love  which  God  inclin'd, 

Thus  to  give  his  only  fon  ; 
His  bowels  yearn'd  for  loft  mankind, 

Who  had  now  themfelves  undone. 

IV. 

O  let  us  then  his  goodnefs  praife, 

And  his  bounty  all  admire, 
And  let  us  confecrate  our  days 

To  join  the  angelic  choir. 

4e & tft 

HYMN  L. 

BLESSED  JESUS  !  who  knoweft  my  wants,  and 
thofe  various  wants  fupplies  ;  may  I  never  grudge 
to  give  a  mite  to  the  poor,  from  thy  generous  bounty  ; 
let  but  the  friends  of  thee  and  thme,  ever  find  a  friend 
in  me. — O  Lord,  accept  my  heart  and  offering  ! 

I. 

O  JESUS,  my  Saviour  king  ! 
Accept  my  prayer  and  offering  ; 
Blefs  this  portion  to  the  poor, 
I  bring  from  my  generous  ftore. 

II. 

From  thy  bounty  I  receive, 
My  life  and  power  to  believe, 
With  all  my  worldly  treafure, 
And  every  joy  and  pleafure. 

III. 

Shall  I  then  grudge  to  beftow, 
Some  of  thy  goods  while  below  ; 
Shut  my  bowels  to  thy  faints, 
Nor  liften  to  their  complaints. 


(       59       ) 

IV. 

Kay  far  be  it,  Lord,  from  me, 
That  a  faint  a  fufferer  be, 
Then  give  me  a  heart  to  grant, 
What  in  my  power  they  may  want. 

#— ^ # 

HYMN  LI. 


ON  yon  crofs  Jefus  dies  for  you, 
Thither  lift  a  penfive  eye  ; 
Thefe  forrows,  chriftians,  were  your  due, 

Why  fo  heedlefs  pafs  him  by  ? 
There  among  the  foldiers  bleeding, 
While  I  tune  the  mournful  lyre  ; 
You  may  mark  the  Saviour  pleading, 
*  Father  grant  my  heart's  defire. 
II. 
'i  God  forgive  my  life's  deftroying, 
4  Souls  to  fave  kas  fix'd  me  here  ; 

*  Men  redeem'd  may  now  be  joying, 

4  Since  I  bring  falvation  near. 

•  Tho'  I  bear  their  wilful  madnefs, 

4  Well  I  might  a  judgment  prove  ; 
4  But  my  heart  relents  in  fadnefs, 
4  And  mifery  kindles  love.' 

III. 

We,  alas  !  poor  fmful  creatures, 

Far  had  fpent  the  gracious  day  ; 
So  deform'd  in  make  and  features, 

Nothing  lovely  could  difplay. 
But  a  Chrift  poffefs'd  of  beauty, 

Perfect  God  in  every  part  ; 
Inclination  join'd  with  duty, 

■Should  fubdue  the  vileft  heart* 


(       *>       ) 
HYMN  LII. 

EJACULATION.        ST.    MATT.   VII.    13,     14. 

HOLY  JESUS  !  what  hourly  dangers  and  fnares 
befet  my  path  ! — how  weak  my  reiiftance,  and 
how  ftrong  my  foes  ! — O  gracious  God  !  affift  my  fee- 
ble efforts  to  watch  and  pray,  to  efeape  deftrudtion's 
road,  and  to  drive  to  enter  in  at  the  ftraight  gate. — 
Increafe  Kiy  faith  and  hopes,  when  dangers  prevail  ; 
and  may  I  never  ftray  from  happintfs  and  thee. — Come 
holy  fpirit  !  and  blow  a  profperous  gale,  to  waft  my 
foul  to  heaven,  my  deftined  place  ;  then,  in  full  fails, 
I  will  gain  the  port  of  left,  and  leave  the  world  and 
fin  behind. 

I. 

STRAIGHT  is  the  gate,  the  Saviour  cries, 
Thro'  which  the  faithful  chriftians  rife  j 
Narrow  the  way  that  leads  from  lin, 
And  few  there  are  that  venture  in. 

II. 
But  broad's  the  road  that  finners  go, 
And  wide  the  gate  to  endlefs  woe  ; 
Many,  we  fee,    will  enter  there, 
And  dwell  forever  in  defpair. 

III. 
Strive  then  to  fhun  the  dangerous  way, 
Thro'  which  the  guilty  love  to  itrr.y  ; 
And  feek  a  manfion  to  obtain, 
Where  peace  and  joy  ne'er  ceafe  to  reign, 


* 


HYMN  LIIL- 

EJACULATION. 

BLESSED  SAVIOUR  !   may    we   ftretch  every 
nerve  to  prefs   forward  to  an    immortal  crown  ; 
and  with  vigour  run  the  race  that  is  fet  before  us. — A 


(     *         ) 

cloud  of  witneffes  hold  us  in  full  view  ;  may  we  forget 
the  lieps  already  trod,  and  urge  our  way  thro*  the  try- 
ing hour.  In  thee,  deareft  Lord,  our  help  is  found, 
thou  wilt  aflift  us,  and  make  and  keep  us  pure  within. 
—  >  may  we  think  upon  thy  love,  and  praife  and  adore 
thy  goodnefs. — Thy  wifdom  guides,  thy  power  pro- 
tects, and  thy  grace  rewards  the  juft  j  while  thy  mer- 
cy forgives  repenting  unners. 


YE  faints  of  the  Lord, 
Who  ilrive  to  be  pure  5 
His  wonders  record, 

And  pray  to  endure. 
It  is  he  that  can  keep 

You  ftill  in  his  love  ; 
He'll  (lumber  nor  fleep, 
But  watches  above. 

II. 

When  you  from  him  ftray, 

He  feeks  to  retrieve  ; 
And  finds  out  a  way, 

Ydur  crimes  to  forgive  : 
For  in  pard'ning  your  fin, 

His  anger  is  loft  j 
Ere  forrows  begin, 

He  thinks  of  the  crofs. 


HYMN  LIV. 

SACRAMENTAL    HYMN. 

JESUS,  dear  friend  of  friendlefs  finners,  to  thee" 
I  cry  ;  hear,  Lord,  and  magnify  thy  grace  :— 
Pardon  a  worm,  who  would  draw  near  to  thee  : — a 
F 


(      6i      ) 

worm  by  fin  and  felf  oppreft. — At  thy  table,  may  f 
behold  the  wonders  of  thy  love  ;  and  eat  and  drink,  in 
obedience  to  thy  command. — Let  thy  good  fpirit  dwell 
within  me,  and  turn  my  forrows  into  joys. — O  may  my 
heart,  Holy  Jefus  !  be  thine,  forever  thine  ;  and  find 
thy  promifed  reft. 

I. 

JESUS  my  God  my  King, 
To  thee  I  raife  my  voice  ; 
For  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  fing, 
And  make  my  heart  rejoice. 

II. 
A  thoufand  times  thou  haft 
My  foul  from  death  redeem'd  ; 
And  when  I  fear'd  a  fudden  blaft, 
On  me  thy  goodnefs  beam'd. 

III. 
For  this  thy  love,   O  Lord, 
My  humble  thanks  arife  ; 
And  I  can  truft  thy  holy  word, 
To  blefs  thy  facrifice. 

# <%• # 

HYMN  LV. 

LUKE   XIV.       YET  THERE   IS    ROOM. 


I. 


Y 


E  frail  and  dying  fons  of  earth, 
My  friendly  accents  now  attend  ; 


It  was  my  fpirit  gave  you  birth. 
And  ftill  forgives  when  you  offend. 

No  more  in  vanity  delight, 

Or  fpurn  the  gofpcl's  joyful  found  ; 
Return  to  me  with  all  your  might, 

For  thus  true  wifdom  may  be  found. 


(       63       )    , 

III. 

I  am  the  Saviour  of  the  foul, 

In  me  is  your  redemption  wrought ; 

The  powers  of  hell  I  will  controul, 

When  you  give  up  your  every  thought. 

IV. 

Why  mould  you  longer  rove  from  home, 
Or  chufe  to  walk  in  paths  of  guilt ; 

There  yet  is  room  for  you  to  come, 
For  you  my  deareft  blood  was  fpilt. 

KYMN  LVI. 

BE   ZEALOUS   OF   GOOD  WORKS. 

BLESSED  JESUS  !  while  worldly  men,  ftrive 
with  all  their  might,  to  obtain  their  worldly  va- 
nities :  how  flow  and  languid  are  the  advances  which  I 
make,  even  with  heaven  itfelf  in  my  view  !  Infpire 
my  foul,  great  God,  with  holy  zeal. — Religion,  with- 
out zeal  and  love,  is  of  little  worth  ; — it  is  but  an  emp- 
ty found,  fignifying  nothing May  I  then,  with  fer- 
vor ftrive  to  employ  my  powers  for  thee  ;  and  while  the 
feafon  of  grace  remains,  boldly  tread  the  heavenly  way. 


TTTARMLY  afFe&ed, 

V  V      'T's  good  we  fkould  be  j 
Duty  neglected, 

Will  ruin  the  tree. 
It  is  fruit  we  mull  bear, 

If  Jefus  we  love  ; 
Let  this  be  ourcare, 

With  vizor  to  move, 


(       64      ) 

II. 

True  pleafure  to  find, 

Each  thought  mull  engage  j 
Falfe  lufts  of  the  mind, 

No  more  mould  enrage. 
But  fubjecl:  to  the  crofs, 

The  battle  is  won  ; 
If  our  zeal  be  loft, 

The  foul  is  undone. 

^ .$. o^ 

HYMN  LVII. 

EXODUS,    XXXIII.    20. 
I. 

m  "t^t^  man  can  ^ee  my  ^*ace>" 

xNI     Says  God  the  Lord,  and  live  ; 
No  feature,  form  or  trace, 
Does  he  to  mortals  give. 

II. 

His  glory  he  difplays, 

And  fills  the  world  with  dread  ; 
But  tin's  in  myflic  ways, 

Which  fhroiid  his  awful  head. 

III. 

A  dreadful  diflance  ftill, 

Between  us  interferes  ; 
No  charms  of  human  fkill, 

Can  pierce  the  golden  fpheres, 

IV. 

The  bounds  of  mortal  fight, 

Are  to  the  earth  confin'd  : 
A  dark  a  dubious  light, 

Is  giv'n  to  all  mankind. 


(       65       ) 
HYMN  LVIII. 

I. 

ONE  is  our  mafter — even  Chrift,- 
O  may  we  all  confefs  ; 
And  live  the  life  he  here  prefcrib'd, 
Since  we  his  name  profefs. 

II. 

Compar'd  with  him,  how  light  !  how  vain  1 

Are  all  the  joys  below  ; 
Each  earthly  good  is  fraught  with  pain, 

And  all  our  days  with  woe. 

4q fy 3^ 

HYMN  LIX, 
I. 

OLORD,  thy  mercy  we  implore, 
To  fave  our  guilty  land  ; 
On  us  thy  wonted  goodnefs  pour. 
And  lead  us  by  thy  hand. 

II. 

How  many  times  we  have  rebelPd, 

Againft  thy  faving  grace  ! 
How  oft  our  love  from  thee  withheld, 

Nor  have  we  fought  thy  face  ! 

III. 

But  now  we  mourn  our  fore  diftrefsj 

O  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  ; 
And  as  we  do  our  fins  confefs, 

Accept  the  flowing  tear.. 

IV. 

Lord,  from  the  fhafts  of  cruel  wars 

Vouchfafe  to  fet  us  free  ; 
That  we  in  peace  may  dwell  .fecure* 

And  learn  to  worfhip  thee. 

F  2 


F 


(       M       ) 
HYMN  LX. 

EJACULATION. 

OUNTAIN  of  blifs !  art  thou  with  us  to  diffipate 
our  fears,  and  to  fet  our  fpirits  free  !  Do  thy 
bowels  feel  for  thy  poor  creatures,  and  haft  thou  fent 
fome  friendly  mefFenger,  to  cheer  their  hearts,  and 
fhew  the  tokens  of  thy  myfterious  love  !  Then  why 
do  we  mourn,  or  fufFer  our  eyes  to  weep,  when  fuch  a 
friend  is  near  ?  Why  do  our  forrows  rife,  and  why  do 
we  droop  in  grief,  when  Jefus  calls,  and  bids  us  truft 
his  grace  ? — Away  with  defpair  ;  it  is  the  voice  of 
mercy  founds,  the  Saviour  is  come. — He  takes  our  in- 
firmities, and  fets  us  free. — My  Lord  and  my  God  ! — • 
may  this  be  the  burden  of  our  fong  here  below,  in 
flrains  of  higheft  adoration  ;  and  when  called  to  quit 
thofe  clay  tabernacles,  may  we  arife  to  join  the  angelic 
choirs,  in  tunes  of  nobler  praife. 


i 


I. 

N  Jefus'  name, 
His  priefts  proclaim, 
Good  news  to-day  : 
,       From  God  he  came, 
His  love  the  fame, 
To  teach  the  way, 
In  which  we  may, 
With  favour  pray. 
Our  faviour  Chrift  will  we  adore, 
And  magnify  his  dying  love,- 
That  fhed  an  un&ion  from  above, 
And  feals  our  pardon  evermore, 

II. 

In  higheft  praife, 
We'll  fpend  our  days, 


(       67       3 

And  joyful  be  : 
Angelic  lays, 
Shall  light  the  blaze, 
By  which  we  fee, 
The  curfed  tree, 
For  you  and  me, 
Where  holy  Jefus  bleeds  and  dies  ! 
Alas,  for  us,  poor  guilty  race  ! 
We  find  redemption  by  his  grace, 
When  ftorms  of  vengeance  rife, 
III. 
His  precious  blood, 
A  purple  flood, 
Which  brings  us  near* 
To  dwell  with  God, 
And  'fcape  his  rod, 
From  every  fear, 
Shall  dry  each  tear, 
And  blefs  us  here. 
Then  after  death,  this  Lord  of  peace, 
Will  make  us  heirs  of  perfect  light, 
To  live  forever  in  his  fight, 

And  drink  of  ftreams  that  never  eeafe. 

4C. 4. .i^, 

HYMN  LXI. 

THE     FINAL    JUDGMENT. 
I. 

BEHOLD  !  the  day  of  judgment's  come  I 
The  awful  day  that  finner's  dread  ; 
Now  they  mud  hear  their  final  doom, 
Nor  longer  {lumber  with  the  dead. 
•II. 
The  judge  in  his  triumphant  car, 

Defcends  to  meet  the  gazing  croud j 
And  this  iliuftrious  Jacob's  ftar, 

Will  diffipate  each  black'ning  cloud. 


(    rt    ) 

III. 

Angelic  hofts  around  him  (land, 

While  Gabriel's  voice  like  thunder  rolls  j 
His  trump  is  heard  thro'  ev'ry  land, 

The  tremors  (hake  the  diftant  poles. 
IV. 
(i  Sinners  and  faints  afunder  part  !" 

Thus  runs  the  fov'reign's  high  command, 
O  the  poor  Turner's  aching  heart, 

While  faints  enjoy  the  promis'd  land. 
V. 
They  to  the  feats  of  heav'nly  love, 

Joyful  on^feraph's  wing  arife  ; 
And  fweetly  join  the  choirs  above, 

In  blifs  that  never,  never  dies. 
VI. 
But  to  the  depths  of  endlefs  woe, 

Where  ftreams  of  vengeance  ever  roll ; 
The  guilty  numbers  they  muft  go, 

From  God,  and  lofe  a  precious  foul. 


•#?--- ty 3$ 


HYMN  LXII. 

1.   THESSALONIANS,  V.  22. 
I. 

HEAR  what  the  great  apoftle  faith, 
To  all  who  truft  the  Saviour's  blood  $ 
If  you  would  live  the  life  of  faith, 
And  daily  feek  aright  your  God. 
II. 
Abftain  from  fin  nor  let  appear, 

To  hurt  the  Chriftians  glorious  name, 
A  fingle  thought  of  wild  career, 

Left  you  mould  fink  in  future  {hame. 


{       69       ) 

III. 

Wife  precepts  of  the  go fpel  Son, 
■   Who  always  pra&ic'd  what  he  taught, 
And  griev'd  to  fee  the  world  undone, 
Thro'  wilful  negligence  of  thought. 

IV. 

But  all  the  care  with  which  he  ftrcve, 
Our  fmful  natures  to  reclaim, 

A  ftupid  world  did  miiimprove, 

And  only  worfe  and  worfe  became. 

V. 

'Tis  thus  the  minifters  of  God, 
Who  feek  to  fave  the  fouls  of  all, 

Oft  ftnd  their  pious  love  withftood, 
While  men  grow  deaf  to  every  call. 

^c. .$. jfc 

HYMN  LXIIL 

I. 

SEE  gracious  God,  my  fad eftate, 
Difrob'd  of  every  pleafing  joy  : 
Deep  thoughts  and  melancholy  fighs, 
My  heavy  mournful  hours  employ. 

II. 

My  foes  like  armies  in  array. 

Againft  my  troubled  foul  appear  ; 
Not  fatisfied  to  cloud  my  day, 

They  ft  ill  purfue  the  dying  tear. 

III. 
"  Shew  pity  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive," 

A  wretch  forfaken  and  forlorn  5 
And  bid  my  drooping  fpirits  live, 
No  more  my  faid  eftate  to  mourn. 


(       ?o       ) 

IV. 

Then  (hall  my  heart,  with  joy  o'erflow, 
My  grateful  tongue  thy  pralie  exprefs; 

Remov'd  the  burden  of  my  woe, 
The  mighty  favour  I'll  confefs. 

HYMN  LXIV. 

THE    BIBLE. 
I. 

THf,  Bible,  precious  book  divine  ! 
The  ehoicefl  fchemes  of  fpeech  difplaya, 
What  books  of  human  wifdom  mine, 
With  equal  luftre  equal  rays  .? 
II. 

Here  I  may  read  and  truly  learn, 
What  love  I  owe  to  God  and  man  ; 

And  here  a  future  ftate  difcern, 

The  depths  of  blifs  and  fufferings  fcan. 
III. 

O  could  I  make  this  word  my  guide, 

And  feek  God's  righteous  paths  to  tread, 

Then  mould  I  ftem  life's  angry  tide, 
No  more  in  fmful  ways  milled. 

4q ty .^ 

HYMN  LXV. 

IT     IS    FINISHE'D. JOHN     I9. 

I. 

Is  that  my  God, 
All  wet  with  blood, 
Who  hangs  on  yonder  awful  tree  : 


(      7i       ) 

Whofe  temples  pierc'd, 

With  fouls  immers'd, 
Now  groans  in  deeped  agony. 
II. 

O  yes,  'tis  he, 

Alas!  for  me, 
He  did  the  bloody  crofs  endure  ! 

His  precious  hands, 

By  Roman  bands- 
Were  vilely  treated  like  impure. 
III. 

Three  hours  he  hangs, 

In  dying  pangs, 
Aloft,fufpended  in  the  air. 

The  difmal  fight, 

Deprived  of  light. 
The  fun  in  robes  of  wild  defpair. 
IV. 

At  length  he  cries, 

And  lifts  his  eyes, 
Man's  full  redemption  finifh'd  is 

His  work  is  done, 

The  battle  won, 
Jefus  makes  the  victory  his. 


END  OF  THE  HTMNS. 


SERMON. 

St,  Luke,  XVIII,   ,4. 

T)  Y  this  parable  6»^.  "mJJfM'l  A>  ..WW. 
-P  ^ffife^i^,  Chrift 
Gentiles,   when  the  eoL, "  perS   of  We  Jews  and 

theGent,les,  kcaufethey  (?he  K        ^  tmv^ 
God's  covenant  people    L   J       '  "'ereAbram^fcd 
the  law;  by  which  atnXT™^  <*"Wd   to 
t%  had  no  fin   to  pardon     7  j™^1  J«Mcation  J°f 
^  the  Mediator,      ft «p  *ad  ««W  no  atonent 
lators,  and  lived  ,'„  u^m£"^  ^T  b"n  ;d- 
of  the  mercy  and  pardon  of    L^r  ^  a«epted 
redemption  in  Chrift      TV   •  \  gsfPei>  throupf, th« 
^u-godly,  and  witho J    Vfe,  ^ f««ca,1on    f 
ft-  Paul  fpeaks  fo  much  of "*  *f*  of  the  law,  which 
and  many  other  paraSs  1  "f  m  C\°Ur  Lord  »  this 
I.can  went   home %<?£,) r^ f     rAnd  «»tW.p»b' 

fo  upon  the  preachL"o^hc'/5han   the  P"X 
fe-mg    uftificat;0       -  ° /  V g ofpel  to  the  world,  0f 

*  7T  ^7  any  Jcrmer 


.  (    i    ) 

good  worksjj*  "fightcoufnefs,  the  Gentiles  a&ed  more 
acccptably-^'G-od  than  the  Jews  :  "For  every  one  that 
exalteth  hinrfelf  fnall  he  abafed,  and  he  that  iuimhleth 
hirafelx  fnall  be-.  footed.'"'  I  ftiall  now  make  the  folW- 
ing  obfervatifjhs  : 

I.  The  perfonal  righteoufnefs  of  the  beft  mere  man 
that  ever  lived,  considered  alone,  cannot  juftify  him 
in  God's  fight,  or  entitle  him  to  any  reward  ;  but  the 
moft  perfeel  and  upright  man  on  earth,  (lands  in  need 
of  mercy  and  the  perfect  atonement < of  Chrift,  in  order 
to  be  justified  before  God. 

II.  Yet  our  fincere  piety  and  good  works  are  highly 
pleafing  to  God.  and  fnall  moft  certainly,  through  the 
redemption  of  Chrift  and  the  mercy  of  God,  be  reward- 
ed with  eternal  glory.  And, 

III.  Our  perfonal  righteoufnefs  or  gofpel  obedience 
ought  to  be  matter  of  great  comfort  and  joy  to  us. 

I.   The  moft  perfeft  mere  man  that  ,ever  lived,  by 
his  own  righteoufnefs,  without  the  mercy  of  God,  and 
the  atonement  of  Chrift,  cannot  be  juftified  before  God. 
There  are  two  ways  of  juftification,  the  one  is  of  debt, 
the  other  of  grace  ;  the  one  is  by  jufticc,  the   other 
by  pardon.     When  a  man  is  arraigned  at  the  bar,  if  he 
be  a  ur.d  not  guilty;  his  being  then  acquitted,  cleared, 
ied  is  a  debt  which  the  judge  owes  him.   Now 
il.'s  kind  of  juftification  before  God,  no  man  but  Jelus 
righteous  can  claim  ;  becaufe  all  are  finners, 
anc    have  no  way  to  be  juftified,   but  by  the  act  of 
in  ChriiVs  blood  ;  neither  have  any  a  right  to 
act  unleis  they  believe  and  repent,  and  per- 
form u  !»t;cere  obedience  ;  then  the  gofpel  which  is  the 
act    f  grace  gives  aright  to  juftification.  This  method 
ef  tufti.ficatien   by  grace,  through   the  atonement  of 
Chrift*  without  our  (kiefs  obedience,  upon  the  condi- 
h  and  repentance  ;  is  that  method  which 
G-d  taught  man  immediately  after  the  fall,  a;,d  ill 


(       3       ) 

along  through  the  patriarchal,  Mofaic,,vand  chriftian 
difpenfations.  I  (hall  juft  hint  at  a  few  things,  by  which 
vou  may  plainly  perceive  this  important  truth.  When 
Cain  and  Abel  offered  a  facrifice,  God  had  refped  to 
Abel  and  his  facrifice,  but  not  to  Cain.  Some  render 
the  words,  God  looked  to  Abel,  but  not  to  Cain.  But 
how  did  they  know  this  !  The  glory  of  God,  that  iu- 
pernatural  pillar  of  light,  the  vifible  fig.is  of  God's  pre- 
sence., always  manifeiled  before  the  incarnation ;  tbischvine  , 
firedefcended  upon  Abel,  and  mace  his  face  to  mine  as  it 
■did  Mofes  and  Chrift  in  the  mount,  and  it  confumed 
his  facrifice  as  it  did  Elijah's,  by  which  all  the  ipe-fbv- 
tors  knew  that  Abel  was  preferred  to  Cain.  And  why? 
Becaufe  his  facrifice  difcovered  his  faith  in  the  Media- 
tor, and  the  life  to  come,  being  a  bloody  facrifice; 
but  Cain,,  iniifced  on  his  own  innocence  and  nghteous- 
nefs  :  he  a :  ed  no  fin,  and  implored  no  pardon. 

Hence  Goe  expoituiates,  if  thou  dcd  weU  fhalt  thou  net  be 
accepted?    that  is,   pardoned,  juftified, 
to  favour.      Eat  if  thou  dod  not  well,  fin  3 
door.     To  do  well  was  to  obferse  the  6i\ 
tion,  and  offer  fuch  a  Sacrifice  as  was  an  a 
merit  of  guilt  and  need  of  mercy  ;  which  if 
do,  his  fin  mould  be  pardoned  ;  but  if  he 
fident  of  his   own  innocence  and  finlefs  p< 
not  to  do  well  and  offer  a  fin  offering,  his  c 
never  be  removed,  but  lie  (till  at  his  door.  Y 
Cain  was  like  this  Pharifee,  he  owned  no  f 
ed  himfelf  in  the  van;  opinion  of  his  r 
teoufnefs,  and  prayed  for  no  mercy,  n( 
intereft  in  the  atonement.    Eat  rib d 
was  feufiblethat  he  was  a  (inner,  and  be 
cy  and  forgivenefs.     Xhus   fcif-exakatioa 
ruin. 

Though  Job  was  an  eminently  good  mam 
too  high  an  opinion  of  his  own  righteotuiu 


1     sirivai 


(      4       ) 

the  fuggeftions  of  fatan,  exalted  himfelf  fo  exceedingly, 
that  he  thought  his  caufe  more  righteous  than  God's, 
and  that  if  he  might  have  a  fair  trial  before  an  iadiffe- 
rent  judge,  he  mould  get  the  victory  ;  furprizing  info- 
lence  !  And  never  was  Job  delivered  from  his  calami- 
ties, till  he  lowered  his  felf-exalting  thoughts,  and  ac- 
knowledged himfelf  a  {inner,  and  that  he  deferved  pu- 
nifhment ;  and  faid,  "  I  abhor  myfelf,  and  repent  in  dull 
'andaflies."  When  Job  laid  afide  his  plea  of  juftice 
and  begged  for  mercy,  then  God  exalted  him,  and  raifed 
him  from  the  depth  of  mifery  to  the  height  of  profpe- 
rity.  One  would  wonder  how  fuch  a  poor  creature, 
as  every  thinking  man  mutt  feel  himfelf  to  be,  mould 
ever  think  of  neglecting  and  defpifmg  the  mercy  of 
God,  and  challenging  his  juftice,  when  it  is  fo  eafy  to 
perceive,  that  the  bel  duty  we  ever  did  is  mixt  with  fin; 
yet  thus  it  is,  that  as  pride  and  felf-exalting  thoughts 
debafed  the  angels  into  devils,  fo  have  they  ever  vigi- 
lantly employed  their  craft  to  feduce  men  into  the  fame 
foob'fh  way,  of  being  independant  upon  the  mercy  and 
direction  of  the  beft  of  beings.  This  was  mod  cer- 
taialythe  ruin  of  the  unbelieving  jews  in  the  apostles 
time  ;  they  fought  for  righteoufnefs  and  juftification  by 
the  law  of  Mofes,  fuppofing  that  though  they  were 
tinners,  yet  their  conftant  facrincss  purged  away  all 
their  firi,  fo  that  they  were  perfectly  righteous  before 
Gvd  ;  and  this  legal  righteoufnefs  the  Gentiles  wanted, 
and  therefore  could  not  be  ju'lined  ;  whereas  Chrift 
oftles  preached,  that  the  juftification  of  Jews 
.ud  upon  the  fame  footing,  namely  the 
mercy  of  God  pardoning  (in  through  the  blood  of 
Chrift,  only  upon  finners  repentance  and  faith.  "  In 
God's  fight  (hall  no  flefli  living  be  juftified."  "  If 
thou  Lord  fhouldeft  be  ftricl  to  mark  what  is  done 
amifs,  who  could  Hand  in  thy  fight."  By  this  you  may 
fee  how  to  underfland  that  common  phrafe,  felf-nght- 


(      5       ) 

• 

©ufnefs,  and  to  fix  the  meaning.  It  is  fpiritual  pride, 
an  extravagant  conceit  of  our  own  piety,  imagining 
that  we  are  incomparably  more  righteous  than  we  are  ; 
which  pride  will  fpoil  the  good  qualities  we  feem  to 
have,  and  make  all  our  righteoufnefs  as  filthy  rags  be- 
fore God.  If  people  would  always  ufe  the  word  felf- 
righteous  In  this  fenfe,  that  is,  to  denote  a  man  who  is 
proud  of  his  own  goodnefs,  -and  has  an  extravagant 
opinion  of  his  own  virtue,  then  the  phrafe  would  be 
harmlefs  enough. 

But,  Ildiy,  Though   fpiritual  pride   fpoils  all  our 
good  qualities,  yet  the  fincere  piety  and  good  deeds  of 
the  humble  are  exceedm..!/  plealing  to  God,    and  will 
be  bountifully  rewarded  by  him.       It  is  an    Gthe;fi:icai 
error  to  hold,  that  if  we  think  we' are  better,   or  mere 
acceptable  to  God,  or  nearer  heaven,  for  any  good  qua- 
lity in  us,  or  any  thing  done  by  us,  than  any  other  man 
who  has  not  thofe  qualities,  that  it  is  the  {in  of  pride. 
For  thereafon  why  this  publican  was  juftiiied  rather  than 
the  pharifee,  was  becaufe  he  had  that  good  quality  in 
him  of  humility  and  repentance,  which  the  pharifee  had 
not.     He  was  a  better  man,  and  better  efte 
beloved  of  God  :   And  if   God  eiteein  a  hu 
tent  prodigal  better  than  a  proud  arrogant  pharifee, 
God  judg'es  right,  and  it  is  no  pride  for  us,  to  judge  of 
ourfelvesas  God  does.     A  penitent  return;:. 
not  proud,  becaufe  he  thinks  himfeif  better  t 
he  was  impenitent,  or  better  than  other  impenitents  are. 
Saint  Paul  was  not  wicked,  or  in  the  wrong  to 
that  he  himfeif  was  a  better  man,  more  pleafmg  to  God, 
and  nearer  to  the  kingdom  of  heaven  after  he  L>eca::i _•  a 
zealous  Chrii'iian,    than  he  was  while  a   furious  perfe- 
ction      All  moral  or  religious  difference  among  men, 
lies  in  their  moral  qualities  and  actions  ;  and  if  there  be 
no  difference  here,  then  religion  is  good  for  nothing  ; 
for  it  doei  not  make  the  molt  religious  man   a  wljit 

G    2 


(       6       ) 

better,  than  the  inoft  abandoned  atheift.  Then  a  man 
had  as  good  do  ill  as  well,  fin  as  forbear  ;  and  Conscience 
may  be  as  eafy,  while  weferveourlufts,  as  while  freferve 
God  ;  for  he  efleems  us  as  well  for  finning  as  for  doing 
our  duty  :  And  God's  approbation  is  the  all  with  a 
good  man.  But  fo  monftrous  is  this  levelling  princi- 
ple or  doctrine,  that  any  perfon  of  common  fenfe  can 
eafily  confute  it.  I  will  not  therefore  take  up  much 
of  your  time  in  a  direct  confutation,  but  leave  thefe  ab- 
furd  men  to  amufe  themfelves  with  their  flrange  dreams. 
It  is  the  great  end  of  a  preacher  of  religion,  to  imprefs 
upon  people's  minds,  with  the  greateft  energy,  that 
their  prefent  actions  and  qualities  are  of  the  utmoft  im- 
portance, for  their  eternity  depends  upon  it.  And  if  you 
once  drink  in  that  notion,  that  good  actions  make  you 
no  more  acceptable  to  God  than  bad  ones,  and  fo  all 
vou  do  is  indifferent  in  God's  fight,  then  all  will  be  in- 
different to  you  ;  and  you  will  have  nothing  to  reftrain 
ycu  from  vice,  or  excite  you  to  virtue,  but  worldly  con- 
fiderations,  which  will  only  make  you  worldly  hypo- 
crites :  I  will  therefore  fet  before  you  a  few  texts  to 
prove  this  doctrine.  The  angel  from  heaven  declared 
to  Cornelius,  "  thy  prayers  and  alms  are  come  up  for 
a  memorial  before  God."  "  To  do  good  and  to  com- 
municate forget  not,  for  with  fuch  facrifices  God  is  well 
pleafed."  "  The  prayers  of  the  upright  are  God's 
delight."  "  Whatfoever  a  man  does,  that  (hall  he  alfo 
receive."  "  The  ugh  heaven  is  God's  throne,  and  the 
earth  his  footflool,  yet  to  this  man  will  he  look,  who  is 
of  a  humble  and  contrite  fpirit,  and  trembles  at  his 
word."  Truly  the  whole  tenor  of  the  holy  fcriptures 
confirms  this  ;  I  (hall  therefore  only  put  you  in  mind 
of  Nehemiah's  conduct.  "  Remember  me,  O  my  God, 
concerning  this,  and  wipe  not  out  my  good  deeds  that 
I  have  done  for  the  houfe  of  my  God."  "  Remember 
me,  O  my  God,  concerning  this  alfo,  and  fpare  me  ac- 


(       7       ) 

cording  to  the  greajnefs  of  thy  goddnefs."  ?*Th 
upon  me,  my  God,  for  good,  according  to  all  that  I 
have  done  for  this  people."  How  often  does  lie  beg 
of  God  to  remember  and  not  forget,,  how  zealous  and  • 
felf-denying  he  had  been  in  ferving  the  caufe  of  true  re- 
ligion !  And  when  he  tells  how  much  more  he  had 
forgone  his  own  intereit  than  former  governors,  and 
begs  of  God  to  remember  it  for  his  good,  did  he  think 
he  was  no  higher  in  God's  efteem  and  love  than 
others  ?  Or  was  it  finfui  pride  in  St.  Paul  to  fay  that 
he  laboured  more  abundantly  than  all  the  apoftles  ? 
The  deO.gn  of  all  piety  is  the  deure  of  God's  approba- 
tion and  eternal  life  ;  if  therefore,  I  ihould  try  to  per- 
fuade  you,  that  all  the  pious  actions  you=are  capable  of, 
will  make  you*  no  nearer  to  God,  nor  nearer  to  heaven, 
I  mould  undermine  all  your  religion,  and  be  an  enemy 
to  your  fouls  :  For  your  life,  your  eternal  life,  your  all 
depends  upon  your  running,  ftriving,  fighting,  and 
getting  the  victory  over  your  lulls,  and  acquiring  bet- 
ter habits  than  moft  other  men  do.  Believe  it,  my 
brethren,  for  it  is  no  difputable  point,  but  the  plain  word  of 
God,  that  as  you  act  from  day  to  day  ,  fo  God  will 
love  you,  or  be  angry  with  you,  and  fo  you  will  fare, 
and  be  happy  or  miferable  in  the  next  world,  Wkat- 
foever  you  now  fow,  that  muft  you  reap  ;  and  if  yt>u 
now  fow  bountifully,  in  the  next  world  you  will  alfo 
reap  bountifully.  What  your  hand  finds  to  do,  do  it 
with  all  your  might  ;  {pare  no  pains,  but  abound  in  the 
work  of  the  Lord.  For  the  more  you  conquer  fin, 
and  excel  in  virtue  and  good  deeds,  fo  much  the  richer 
will  you  be,  fo  much  the  dearer  to  God,  fo  much  the 
more  honor  and  joys  you  will  have  to  eternity.  Now, 
now  is  the  time,  as  St.  Paul  fays,  to  lay  up  for  ourfelves 
a  good  foundation,  or,  as  it  might  be  translated,  a  good 
fund,  againil  the  time  to  come. 

Illdly,  and  laftly„  I  intend  to  (hew  in  what  rank  or 
eileem  we  are  to  place  our  own  good  qualities  and  ac- 


(       8       ) 

lions  :  how  far  we  may  depend  on  them,  rejoice  in 
thern,  or  account  ourfelves  the  better  fer  them,  than 
other  men  ;  that  is,  fuch  as  negle£fc  the  paths  of  virtue. 
In  the  firft.  place,  it  is  iinful  pride  to  conceit  that  we 
are  eminent  faints  and  defpife  others,  when  our  righ- 
teoufnefs  is  partial  and  inadequate  to  the  conditions  in 
the  gofpel.  This  pharifee  enumerates  his  pious  deeds 
and  good  properties  ;  by  which  we  may  fee  that  he 
avo  vied  grofs  wlckednefs,  paid  tithes  and  failed  twice 
in  the  week  : — All  which  a  man  might  do,  and  yet 
remain  very  wicked,  and  have  no  charity,  or 
love  to  God  and  man.  The  fame  would  now  be  my 
cafe,  if  becaufe  I  pray  fteadiiy  twice  a  day  in  my  fa- 
mily, keep  the  Lord's  d^y  fcrictly,  and  pay  my  debts 
punctually,  I  fhould  thereupon  accounfmyfelf  a  very 
honeft  man,  and  defpife  loofe  people  ;  tho'  at  the  fame 
time,  I  am  very  felliih  and  uncharitable,  love  the  world 
dearly,  and  prefer  my  own  temporal  intereft  and  ho- 
nour to  all  other  coafiderations.  Before  a  man  can 
rightly  account  himfelf  a  good  man,  he  muft  fincertly 
practice  his  whole  duty,  and  have  all  chriftian  virtues. 
He  muft  love  God,  and  his  fellow-creatures,  and. when 
is  refpetl:  to  all  God's  commands,  it  is  not  a 
criminal  pride  for  him  to  know  it,  and  thank  God  that 
he  has  made  him  better  than  millions  of  other  men  are. 
It  was  not  pride  in  St.  John,  when  he  faid  we  know 
that  we  are  of  God;  and  the  whole  world  lieth  in  wick- 
ednefs.  It  is  alfo  a  criminal  pride,  to  think  that  we 
are  fo  righteous  as  to  need  no  for^ivenefs  thro'  the  mer- 
cy of  God,  and  the  blood  of  jefus  Chrift.  All  the 
righteoumefs  of  the  moft  perfect  man,  would  avail  no 
more  to  his  jn-ftification  before  God,  without  ChritVs 
atonement,  than  if  he  had  been  the  greatefl  finner ; 
becaufe  the  bed  human  righteoufnefs  cannot  quadrate 
with  the  law  of  perfection.  It  is  moreover  a  finful  er- 
ror to  imagine  our  righteouineis  muit  come  i;>  to  make 


(      9      ) 

up  any  deficiencies  in  Chrift's  righteoufnefs ;  for  his 
atonement  is  in  itfelf  perfect  and  compleat,  and  needs 
nothing  to  be  added  to  it.  And,  laftly,  it  is  a  finful 
error  to  think  that  our  goodnefs  is  merely  of  ourfelves, 
and  performed  by  our  own  ftrength  :  for  it  is  the  fruit 
of  the  holy  fpirit.  Chrifl's  righteoufnefs  and  ours  are 
not  to  be  joined  to  make  one  compleat  righteoufnefs, 
but  ours  is  the  way  to  enjoy  the  fruits  of  his.  But 
then  it  is  our  duty  to  take  comfort  and  rejoice  in  our 
own  holinefs,  becaufe  it  is  the  perfection  of  our  fouls, 
lays  in  us  the  foundation  of  eternal  happinefs, 
makes  us  like  God,  renders  us  pleafmg  and  delightful 
to  our  maker,  and  a  foy  to  the  holy  angels,  as  it  is  the 
feal  of  the  holy  fpirit  in  our  hearts,  and  an  earneft  of 
eternal  life  ;  as  it  is  the  condition  of  our  falvation,  and 
a  oeceffary  qualification  for  heaven,  without  which  no 
man  can  fee  God.  Thefe  are  fome  of  the  excellencies 
of  our  perfonaf  righteoufnefs,  and  who  but  an  infidel 
dare  fay,  that  it  is  of  no  val.ie,  but  mult  be  renounced 
as  dung  ?  If  God  and  angels  rejoice  at  our  repentance, 
can  it  be  fin  for  us  to  rejoice  too  i  or  muft  we  fcsllenly 
fay,  that  we  are  really?  and  in  the  fight  cf  Q&fc-no 
better  after  than  before  our  repentance  ?  All  our  good 
perfonal  qualities,  fuch  a$  love,  meeknefo,  patfenee, 
purity  and  humility,  are  the  fruits  of  the  holy  spirit, 
and  accompany  falvation  ;  they  are  God's  feal  and 
mark  which  he  fets  upon  us,  (hewing  that  we  are  his. 
Is  it  then  pride  ro  thi  ik  that  now  you  have  Chrifl's 
mark  and  feal  upon  you,  that  you  are  a  happier  and 
more  excellent  people  than  they  who  have  on  them  the 
mark  of  the  devil  ?  How  mail  we  know  who  will  be 
faved  and  who  damn'd,  or  whether  we  are  going  to 
heaven  or  hell,  but  by  our  perfonal  righteoufnefs  or 
unfighteoufnefs  ?       What    elie    makes   the   difference 

;    men  ?       St.    John    was   clearly  of  this  mind  ; 

o-in  are  the  children  of  God  manifeft,  and  tha 


(    1°    ) 

children  of  the  devil  ;  whomever  doth  not  righteouf-; 
refs  is  not  of  God,  neither  he  that  loveth  not  hisbro- 
"  He  that  doeth  righteous  is  righteous."   But 
if  there  be  no  difference  betwixt  the  mod  pious  deeds 
in  reality,  and  m  God's  efteem,  and  the  moft  wicked  ; 
then  is  there  no  difference  betwixt  virtue  and  vice,  ho- 
and  wickednefs  ;  and  then  finally  there  will  be  no 
:nce  between  heaven  and  hell.      For  it  is  a  certain 
i,  that  a  juft  judge  as  God  is,  will,  in  judging, 
no  difference  between  men  where  he  finds  none. 
If  all  men  are  in  reality  alike,  then  all  mull  certainly 
go  to  one  and  the  fame  place.       But  here  lies  the  dif- 
ference :  heaven  is  a  (late  of  b.olinefs  and   happinefs, 
and  the  end  cf  all  religion  is  to  fit  us  for  that  glorious 
ftate  ;  or  to  teach  us  while  we  are  in  this  world,  how 
to  ac  1  to  be  qualified   for 

that  eternal  happinefs  ;  to  fix  and  fettle  in  our  fouls  all 
the  h  tues  and  divine  habits,  *as  to   love  and 

adore  is,  to  refign  to 

!y  with  God,  to  be  kind, 
in  ft,  pure,  and  meek.       Now  all  who  in  the 
tisflMkthis  life,   have   faithfully  learned  this  leflbn  of 
d  thefe  divine  arts,  when  they  die, 
inly  go   to  heaven,  to  live  and  reign  in 
ungdom,  which    Chrift   has  purchafed  with  his 
own  moil  precious  blood.     On  the  other  hand,  all  who 
mifpend  the  time  of  this   life,  and  do  not   here  in  this 
,  learn  the  arb'to  live  in  heaven  by  devotion,    hu- 
mii;ty,  and  mortification,    and   felf  government,  and 
fo  are  oeftitute  of  the  divine   nature  or  heavenly  tem- 
per,  when  they  die,  being  unprepared  for  heaven,  they 
will  be  eternally  lhut  out  of  it,  and  being  of  a  fenfual 
and  diabolical  difpofition,  are  forced  to  confort.everlaft- 
ingly  with  miferable  ghqfts  of  their  own  description. 

Now  this  being  the  cafe,  and  the  church  being  the 
Klvjol  which  Chnft  has  opened  here  on  earth,  in  order 


(    11    ) 

to  train  up  fouls  for  the  eternal  preferments,  glorious 
honours,  and  blifsful  enjoyments  of  heaven,  if  ycu 
now  diligently  learn  the  leftbns  which  Chrift  here  teach- 
es, if  you  daily  make  progrefs  in  the  love  of  God,  &c» 
you  may  certainly  depend  upon  it,  that  if  you  prove 
faithful  till  death,  he  will  give  you  the  crown  of  life. 
And  this  is  not  trufting  to  your  works  as  tho'  they 
of  themfelves  could  do  any  thing,  but  it  is  a  trufting 
to  the  bible  ;  trufting  to  God's  promife  and  oath  ; 
and  whoever  prefumes  to  deny  this,  has  no  faith,  for 
that  faving  faith  is  to  believe  God  is  a  rewarder, 
&c.  This  being  a  plain  cafe,  you  may  eafily  fee  in 
what  light  you  are  to  look  upon  your  own  righteouf- 
nefs,  when  tftro'  grace  you  mortify  all  lulls,  and  get 
the  victory  over  all  temptations,  and  find  the  love  of 
God  predominant  in  your  hearts  ;  when  you  find  you 
have  laid  up  your  treafure  in  heaven,  and  ftick  at  no 
pains  to  fecure  the  prize  of  your  high  calling  in  Chrift 
Jefus  ;  you  ihould  then  rejoice  in  the  grace  beftowed 
on  you,  and  count  yourfelves  infinitely  more  happy, 
than  the  moil  fortunate  general  this  world  ever 
faw.  Thus  did  St.  Paul :  Our  rejoicing  is  this,  even 
the  teftimony  of  our  conferences.  You  fee  his  own 
iincerity,  and  conscientious  conduft,  was  matter  of 
great  confolation  to  him.  "  If  a  man  thinketh  him- 
felf to  be  fomething,  when  he  is  nothing,  he  deceiveth 
himfelf."  "  But  let  every  man  prove  his  own  work, 
and  then  mall  he  have  rejoicing  in  himfelf  alone." 
Tho'  they  who  magnify  tuemfelves  beyond  their  real 
worth,  run  into  a  hurtful  error,  yet  when  a  man  upon 
a  thorough  examination,  finds  his  conduct  right,  he 
may  then  rejoice,  and  have  great  confolation  in  the  re- 
trofpecT:  of  his  paft  life.  Kow  did  this  great  spoftle 
rejoice,  and  triumph  at  the  approach  of  death,  upon 
the  account  of  his  paft  Cervices,  which  he  had  rendered 
to  Chrift,  yet  was  he  no  more  perfectly  righteous  fl^* 


(  »         ) 


■ 


you  or  I  ? — I  am  ready  to  be  offered  up,  and  the  time 
of  my  departure  is  at  hand,  I  have  fought  a  ■ 
fight,  I  have  finiihed  my  courfe,  I  have  kept  the  faith  : 
Henceforth,  th -re  is  hid  up  for  me  a  crown  of  righ- 
teoufnefs,  which  the  Lord,  the  righteous  judge,  fhall 
give  me  at  that  day  :  and  not  to  me  only,  but  unto 
all  them  alfo  that  love  his  appearing. 


8  Va^tfw^ 


ik 


+*e~e:L>0aL4 


i/n/X  fierfvC:  syVt£t<C   -d^oft^i 
Qjas£l<?    -d-6*Lstit4  s&L<i^C>C>CO   -*6A>&L^risC4 


I 


0LS+~*^StS\ 


C/^      ^cJ^tnn^' 


^7^jL/ 


'  t 


, 


-'tit   '"'  ^'xo7 


//V/       . /:  c 


Jr^U,  ./_J~s.  / 


Philadelphia 


A.  E.  WILGOOS 

Treas.  and  Gen'l  Mgr.  Karl 

Schlatter  Dye  Works 

Philadelphia 

ROSWELL  DAVIS 

President  First  National   Bank 

of  Freepdrt,  N.  Y. 

CHARLES  A.  PARTRIDGE 

Sec'y  and  Treas.  Belmont  Mfg. 

Co.  (Silk  Knitted  Scarfs) 

Philadelphia 

HENRY  S.  EVANS 

Manager  International  Time 

Recording   Co. 

Philadelphia 

ALEX.  VAN  STRAATEN 

Van  Straaten  &  Havey  (Silk 

Mfgrs.) 

Philadelphia 

JOHN  E.  FITE,  Jr. 

Secretary  and  Gen'l  Mgr. 

Colonial  Mfg.  Company 

(Mfgr.  Shirtings) 

Philadelphia 


The  manufacture  of  artificial  silk  is  a  secret  process, 
and  there  are  only  a  few  concerns  in  the  whole  world  that  can 
make  it.  In  America  there  is  just  onej  and  this  concern  makes 
it  from  wood  pulp. 

The  demand  for  artificial  silk  is  many  times  greater 
than  the  supply  and  steadily  increasing,  just  as  the  demand  for 
worm  silk  is  also  increasing  faster  than  the  possible  supply. 

But  American  Science  has  come  to  the  rescue  by  perfecting 
a  simple,  chemical  process  of  converting  common  cotton  lint,  or 
linters,  into  the  most  lustrous  and  durable  artificial  silk. 

Cotton  lint,  or  linters,  is  the  refuse  or  by  product 
of  the  ginneries,  available  in  virtually  unlimited  quantities 
at  a  few  cents  per  pound.  Under  this  new  process  it  is  transform- 
ed into  beautiful  silk  thread  at  a  cost  of  about  90$  per  pound. 
Its  present  market  value  is  about  $4.40  per  pound. 

The  members  of  the  Organization  Committee,  who  now  invite 
you  to  becoms  financially  interested  with  them,  are  the  sponsors 
of  this  TirnCflfis  and  of  t.hs  Cnmnanv  which  control  g  it.   Tha  mrme-tr. 


